Any Other Name: A Longmire Mystery by Craig Johnson

Author:Craig Johnson [Johnson, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Genre Fiction, Action & Adventure, United States, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, Suspense, Contemporary Fiction
ISBN: 0670026468
Amazon: B00G3L7U0S
Publisher: Viking Adult
Published: 2014-05-13T05:00:00+00:00

9

“Stop.”

Tavis hit the brakes, and we began a slow and agonizing slide on the cushion of snow, finally coming to rest at a diagonal, blocking both lanes. We’d been driving for what seemed like an hour, following the only set of tracks on the road, and all I could think was how embarrassing it was going to be if we were trailing a garbage truck. The young patrolman and I sat still as Henry leaned forward, looking past the kid through the driver’s side window farther down the road.

“What?”

He gestured. “No more tracks.”

I leaned back, wiping the fog from the inside of the window, and even though I was unable to do much about the outside, I could see that the Bear was right and that the road ahead was pristine and undriven. “The road less traveled?”

“They must have turned off.”

I patted Tavis on the shoulder. “Can you get her turned around and go back?”

He nodded. “I think so.”

As he tried, I scoped the outside to try and get my bearings. “Shouldn’t we have met up with one of the Highway Patrol roadblocks by now?”

“Seems like, but maybe they’re just a little farther.” He pulled the cruiser ahead in an arc, and we slowly started back up the invisible road.

“How could you see that there were no more tracks?”

The Cheyenne Nation shrugged. “Did not see it—I felt it. And heard it; the snow feels and sounds different when it has not been driven on.” He raised a hand again. “Stop.” We slid and then rocked back and forth like a moored boat as the Bear unclicked his seat belt. “They went off the road here.”

I looked out my window. “That’s a road?”

Henry shook his head. “I cannot tell, but that is where they went.”

I tapped Tavis’s shoulder. “How ’bout it, troop?”

“What if it’s not a road?”

“Then we’re probably going to sink this Charger like a U-boat.”

“I’d rather not do that.”

I raised the collar on my coat and tugged down my hat. “Then we leave it where it’s more likely to be damaged and walk.”

He shook his head. “I’m not leaving this unit.”

Henry gestured toward the supposed road. “That, too, is a choice.”

Without warning, and I guess to show us that he was also ten feet tall and bulletproof, the kid spun the wheel and hit the gas. The big motor on the Dodge leapt at the opportunity and literally pounced into the tracks of the pickup, only to sink with a muffled thump like the plumping of four very large pillows.

I leaned forward between them and looked at the Bear. “What’d that sound like to you?”

He pursed his lips. “That we are, beyond even the slightest shadow of a doubt, stuck.”

Tavis threw the cruiser in reverse and stomped on the accelerator before either of us could advise him against it. The Charger spun its wheels and, if possible, dug itself in deeper. “Shit.” He turned to look at us.

“Looks like we walk after all.”

“Shit.”

Henry pushed open his door and climbed out.

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