Bounce: A Post-Apocalyptic Survival Thriller (Impact Book 2) by EE Isherwood

Author:EE Isherwood [Isherwood, EE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Isherwood Media
Published: 2023-07-11T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Beartooth Pass, WY

Grace didn’t think about the danger. She hustled through the snow to get back to the driver’s door, pulled herself back in, then slammed the gear shift into reverse.

“Hang on!” she shouted.

“You can’t be—” Asher began to say.

The truck reversed course for a few feet, enough to block the path of the arriving vehicles. The first one slid into the rear quarter panel, partly turning the truck like it was a swinging door. She crushed the brake pedal with both feet, praying it was enough to stop the momentum of the sliding car.

Please don’t suck us down with it.

The second car in the line crunched into the back bumper of the first, which in turn moved her a bit farther to the side, though there wasn’t enough momentum to shove her out of the way. She came to a stop at a diagonal, blocking the path and mostly facing up the hillside. When a third car came down and hit the second vehicle in the line, she didn’t even feel it. Grace only exhaled when it was clear everyone had stopped.

“Now what?” Asher asked in a tentative voice, as if loud noise might dislodge all the cars on the hillside.

Grace picked up the CB radio. “Tessa. Um, you out there?”

“Yeah, Grace. My God, I’m glad to hear your voice. From back here, I saw the whole convoy go down the wrong path; did you know there’s a cliff that way?”

Her blood pressure was already pegged at its limit, so it took her a minute to appreciate it was a joke. She let go of some of her stress as the quirky humor of the older woman sank in. “Yeah, we noticed it, Tessa.” Asher laughed, too.

Grace continued speaking. “Got any ideas on how to get us out of this mess? Chester has probably been in the snow a time or two; does he have any ideas?”

The line was silent for twenty or thirty seconds. She figured they were thinking up a brilliant strategy, but she was surprised when Misha’s Russian accent came out of the speaker. “Dohbree deeyen, comrade,” he drawled. “It means good afternoon. I have idea which may relieve you of this disaster.”

All of her tension was back. “What do you want?” she said in a disbelieving tone of voice.

“I want to help,” he replied. “After all, I do owe you one.”

“I’m listening,” she said, not sure she was in a position to refuse help from anyone.

“In Bryansk, winters look a lot like this, minus black snow, yes? When we get stuck in storm, we cut ropes and wrap through wheels and tires. Gives good grip. It surprises me you do not know of this.”

“We have chains,” she said glumly, “but we don’t carry them in the middle of summer.”

Misha laughed. “Is not summer now.”

Grace hated admitting the hitman was helping, but his solution was exactly what she needed. She’d come to the park after wintertime, so she hadn’t been trained on the use of chains.

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