Chapter 5

I stopped dead in my tracks.

Joey was stunned too, her wine glass halfway to her lips as she turned to look out the window.

"What was that noise? Was it an avalanche?" Joey asked.

I frowned.

That wasn't right.

That wasn't a natural sound.

It was the sound of heavy off-road tires crunching through thick snow, the deep rumble of engines.

And there was more than one.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of car doors thudding shut rang out in the silent, snowy night.

My blood ran cold.

A primal sense of danger slithered up my spine like a…