It was a look he'd seen on the face of a black minister his father had taken to watching, toward the end there.

Miles stood still, watching her walk back toward his men and the horses.

He watched her walk back through the soft night toward the fire.

They were men, standing there watching the ball roll toward them.

The man within the store was watching toward the door.

He turned to watch the action behind them, toward the hotel.

He nodded and watched her walk toward Jay's office with the other man.

He watched her walk down the hall toward Simon's office.

From the window, she could watch the sun drop toward the peaks.

He watched the American boss walk quickly away, toward the castle and his office.