Snowbound - Harlequin.com

10 SNOWBOUND
Fiona was momentarily reassured until she thought
about how many roads there would be to patrol. And,
because this snowfall was so heavy, anyone coming
behind them might find the highway totally impassable.
Out of the van back there, she’d realized how bitterly
cold it was tonight. If they got stuck, she could run the
engine and the heater off and on, but none of them were
dressed for more than a dash from the parking lot into
a building. She, Dieter and Hopper were the only ones
with real winter parkas.
“Tell me if you see any sign of habitation,” she said
softly to Dieter.
Leaning forward, staring at the same white kaleidoscope
she was, he nodded.
Fiona blinked hard to ease the strain on her eyes.
Stay on the road, keep going and sooner or later
they’d break free of the storm.
It was the staying on the road part that was the real
challenge.
JOHN FALLON hadn’t intended this trip to be a race
against the storm. Once he heard the weather reports,
he’d decided to move up the shopping expedition to
town he had planned for next week. But the storm
wasn’t supposed to hit until the middle of the night or
the following morning.
He was coming out of the country store with his arms
full of groceries when he saw white flakes swirling from
the sky. Given that he had an hour’s drive deeper into the
mountains and the blizzard, the sight wasn’t welcome.