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well, and dozed in the corner, barely holding his weapon within reach. Some kind of guard he was. Still, this wasn’t the optimal situation for any of them to perform well in. And what did it matter if Isaiah wrestled the gun from him if they all died in the blizzard?
Finishing his drink, Isaiah pulled his gloves back on and shrugged into his coat, tugging the hood over the knit cap he’d switched out with his helmet. “I’m going to dig us out.”
Isaiah stepped outside, the shock of cold and snow jolting him as though he hadn’t been prepared for it. He began the laborious task of removing the snow and caught a glimpse of Cade doing the same for the tent next door. Any other time, this would have been fortuitous—the two of them outside and alone. They could make plans. But there was no way to do that now.
Over by the snow wall that buffered the wind, the snow had already piled high over their bags. Another bag lay a few feet away, an odd look about it.
Isaiah trudged over. Grabbing the bag, he tried to tug it back with the rest. It rolled over. Liam’s stone-cold frozen face stared back.
SEVEN
S tretching, Heidi blinked, her mind slowly registering the gray of morning filtering through the tent.
And something else.
It was quiet. The wind had ceased to snarl around them. The storm had stopped.
Sitting up, she glanced about the tent. Jason stopped snoring and shifted, but Isaiah was gone. He’d already gotten up and out without disturbing the man guarding him.
Peeling out of the sleeping bag, Heidi crawled over and unzipped the tent.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Jason grumbled. “Hey, where is everybody?”
Heidi hesitated, then turned to look at him. “I think everyone is packing up. And I think the storm might be over.”
Relief washed over Jason’s face. He blew out a breath. “Almost dying in a plane crash was bad enough. I don’t want to go through any more of these storms.”
Compassion kindled in Heidi. “I’m sorry you had to go through that. You know, this probably won’t be the only storm we wait out, but we’ll try to get you to the ice field as fast as we can.”
He nodded, and got out of his sleeping bag.
Heidi zipped the tent completely closed. If she couldn’t persuade Zach, maybe she would bring Jason over to her way of thinking. He seemed to have warmed to her. “And if we do that, Zach is going to let us go, right? I mean, a deal is a deal.”
Shrugging, he averted his gaze.
Disappointment swelled inside her. She’d try another tact. “How did you get involved with him anyway?”
Jason swiped his light brown hair from his face and narrowed his eyes. His cheeks were puffy and red, and his expression reminded her of a young child. “I didn’t wake up one morning and decide I wanted to rob an armored car, if that’s what you think. But I’m in it now, and Zach is calling the shots. He’s just crazy enough that I have no intention of offering up information like I did before. You can quit with your interrogation.”
So he wouldn’t be so easily persuaded to share what he knew about Zach’s plans.
Heidi ignored her disappointment. “No interrogation. But even though you somehow got in with Zach, it doesn’t mean you have to keep going down this road. You have choices, you know?”
“That’s easy for you to say. I got no more choice right now than you do.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I’m not talking to you anymore.” His gun within easy reach, Jason pulled on his boots, shuffled around, found his coat and gloves, and donned them, as well.
When he started for the tent exit, Heidi moved aside and let him go through first. Well, it had been worth a shot. Still, she’d seen something behind his eyes. He wasn’t as hard-hearted as he wanted her to believe. Everyone, even bad guys, had something good inside of them. Maybe Heidi was crazy to believe the way she did, but she hoped to find Jason’s soft spot and connect that way. It might be
Finishing his drink, Isaiah pulled his gloves back on and shrugged into his coat, tugging the hood over the knit cap he’d switched out with his helmet. “I’m going to dig us out.”
Isaiah stepped outside, the shock of cold and snow jolting him as though he hadn’t been prepared for it. He began the laborious task of removing the snow and caught a glimpse of Cade doing the same for the tent next door. Any other time, this would have been fortuitous—the two of them outside and alone. They could make plans. But there was no way to do that now.
Over by the snow wall that buffered the wind, the snow had already piled high over their bags. Another bag lay a few feet away, an odd look about it.
Isaiah trudged over. Grabbing the bag, he tried to tug it back with the rest. It rolled over. Liam’s stone-cold frozen face stared back.
SEVEN
S tretching, Heidi blinked, her mind slowly registering the gray of morning filtering through the tent.
And something else.
It was quiet. The wind had ceased to snarl around them. The storm had stopped.
Sitting up, she glanced about the tent. Jason stopped snoring and shifted, but Isaiah was gone. He’d already gotten up and out without disturbing the man guarding him.
Peeling out of the sleeping bag, Heidi crawled over and unzipped the tent.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Jason grumbled. “Hey, where is everybody?”
Heidi hesitated, then turned to look at him. “I think everyone is packing up. And I think the storm might be over.”
Relief washed over Jason’s face. He blew out a breath. “Almost dying in a plane crash was bad enough. I don’t want to go through any more of these storms.”
Compassion kindled in Heidi. “I’m sorry you had to go through that. You know, this probably won’t be the only storm we wait out, but we’ll try to get you to the ice field as fast as we can.”
He nodded, and got out of his sleeping bag.
Heidi zipped the tent completely closed. If she couldn’t persuade Zach, maybe she would bring Jason over to her way of thinking. He seemed to have warmed to her. “And if we do that, Zach is going to let us go, right? I mean, a deal is a deal.”
Shrugging, he averted his gaze.
Disappointment swelled inside her. She’d try another tact. “How did you get involved with him anyway?”
Jason swiped his light brown hair from his face and narrowed his eyes. His cheeks were puffy and red, and his expression reminded her of a young child. “I didn’t wake up one morning and decide I wanted to rob an armored car, if that’s what you think. But I’m in it now, and Zach is calling the shots. He’s just crazy enough that I have no intention of offering up information like I did before. You can quit with your interrogation.”
So he wouldn’t be so easily persuaded to share what he knew about Zach’s plans.
Heidi ignored her disappointment. “No interrogation. But even though you somehow got in with Zach, it doesn’t mean you have to keep going down this road. You have choices, you know?”
“That’s easy for you to say. I got no more choice right now than you do.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I’m not talking to you anymore.” His gun within easy reach, Jason pulled on his boots, shuffled around, found his coat and gloves, and donned them, as well.
When he started for the tent exit, Heidi moved aside and let him go through first. Well, it had been worth a shot. Still, she’d seen something behind his eyes. He wasn’t as hard-hearted as he wanted her to believe. Everyone, even bad guys, had something good inside of them. Maybe Heidi was crazy to believe the way she did, but she hoped to find Jason’s soft spot and connect that way. It might be
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