Rescues 4 - White Lies by Linda Howard

Author:Linda Howard
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-10-12T09:43:16+00:00

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They bought boots, socks and insulated underwear in Colorado Springs,

jeans and flannel shirts in another town, hats and shearling coats in another. Jay

also bought a thick down jacket with a hood, and a supply of long flannel gowns.

The two vehicles Frank had obtained were four-wheel-drive Jeeps with snow

tires, so they made good time, even though the snow became deeper the farther

west they went.

Frank drove the lead Jeep, with Steve and Jay in the one behind. Jay had

never driven a stick shift before, so the driving was left up to Steve. At first Jay

worried about his legs, but he didn't seem to have any difficulty with the

clutching and braking, so after a time she stopped worrying and began paying

attention to the magnificent scenery as they drove west on U.S. 24. The sky,

which had been clear, gradually became leaden with clouds, and occasional

snowflakes began to drift down. The weather didn't worsen beyond that, and they

continued to make good time even after they turned off onto a state highway.

Then they left the state highway for a secondary road with much less traffic and a

lot more snow, necessitating a slower speed. After that Frank took a dirt road that

wound through the mountains for what seemed like hours, and finally he made

another turnoff. Jay could see no discernible road or even a trail; they were

simply driving up a mountain by the route of least resistance.

"I wonder if he knows where he's going," she muttered, clinging to the seat

as the Jeep jolted to one side.

"He knows. Frank's a good agent," Steve returned absently, downshifting to

climb a particularly steep rise. Once they reached the top, they seemed to be in a

high, wide meadow that stretched and dipped for miles in front of them. They

drove along the edge of the tree line until the meadow abruptly ended, and then

they descended sharply down the side of the mountain. Next they climbed up

another mountain, where there was a stretch of track barely wide enough to

accommodate the Jeeps. On one side was the rock face, and on the other, nothing

but an increasing distance to the bottom. Then they crested that mountain, too,

and reached another rolling meadow. As the sun dipped behind the western peaks,

Steve squinted his eyes at the tree line to their left. "That must be the cabin."

"Where?" Jay asked, sitting up eagerly. Just the thought of being able to get

out of the Jeep and stretch her legs was pure heaven,

"In that stand of pines, just to the left."

Then she saw it and sighed in relief. It was just an ordinary cabin, but it was

as welcome as a luxury hotel. It was tucked just under the trees, visible only from

the front. Because it was built on a slope, the front was higher than the back; there

were six wooden steps leading up to a porch that ran all the way across. Built onto

the cabin at the back was a lean-to for the Jeeps, and thirty yards to the rear was a

shed.

They parked under the lean-to and stiffly got out, arching their backs to

stretch aching muscles.

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