Frostbitten
“I searched the cluster of buildings ahead, hoping for some sign of Clay, but the landscape was empty and silent. I whistled. Silence. I whistled again, and then it came, the faintest answer off to my right. I turned that way and ran so fast all I could hear was the pounding of my feet and heart. I hated myself for running, but I knew I faced more than bruised ribs and injured pride if I lost this fight. I caught another whistle, louder and closer now, from behind the building to my right. Clay ...was coming for me. I glanced over my shoulder. Tesler was nowhere to be seen. Shit. I sheared off in the direction of Clay’s whistle and gave a double one to warn him to be on the lookout. The building was a small factory of some sort, with machinery whirring inside. There was only one car in the lot. If there were any windows, I couldn’t see them. I slowed to listen for Clay and, yes, to try to sense him, reassure myself that he was close. When I didn’t pick up that faint feeling I shook off the unease—relying on a sixth sense was Jeremy’s realm; the rest of us had to make do with scent and sight and sound.MoreLess
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