“We should be all right,” John said, inspecting the sky as they came up to him. “But we’d better get moving. It will be getting dark early because of the storm.”
Jamie straddled the snowmobile and started the ignition.
Nico gave him a quick hug. “Be safe,” he murmured and climbed into the passenger seat of the truck. John settled behind the wheel and glanced at him, but put the truck into drive without voicing the questions evident in his eyes. The tires slipped, then caught, and they began the slow descent off the mountain. Nico screamed in his head as the minutes were eaten away. He needed to find little Andy, wanted it all to be over with.