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The gunman pulled Elizabeth around onto her back and searched her uncereust and indignation as he unzipped her jacket and patted her down a little too friskily "We’ll search her place if…" The gunht here"
The sh above snow-covered s in such profusion that the sky and ground were no longer visible in the whiteout God only knehere Elizabeth was as she shook off the effect of the drug her captor had given her How could the pilot see where he was going? Or the copilot figure out where to take therowled "You said there was a gap between the storm cells You said we’d clear them before they hit us"
"If the damn cells hadn’t moved as fast as they did, ould have," the dark-hairedover Palo Duro Canyon? She didn’t kno long she’d been out of it, but she couldn’t see anything in the blanket of white
She shifted in her seat and realized she sat in the tail of the plane, seat belted and handcuffed
She had gotten into plenty of scrapes over the years as a wolf-coyote et herself out of them But this time…
Maybe she should have made more of a fuss in the butcher shop Maybe she wouldn’t be here now, but she had been afraid the men would kill the butcher--and her--and she hadn’t wanted that
The blondin a seat across fro hiaze at her What? Did he think she’d let the inner wolf loose again? That hen she noticed so… an unfamiliar scent The scent of male red wolves Their hunter’s spray ainst the seat of the sray parka and a crooked smile--the one named Canton She tried to appear reasy dark hair swept his shoulders as he shook his head at her, that stupid smile firmly plastered on his face His sharp eyes reun into his holster like he’d probably done a thousand tiunman in an old Western Sarimy sneakers, and the dirty parka replaced the vest and old-tilanced out theShe didn’t like to fly, and given the choice, she’d never set foot in a plane, ever Certainly not in the middle of a snowstorm She briefly wondered what they had done with her deed
Canton chuckled, drawing her attention back to him and the fix she was in
"Who ordered you to pick me up?" she asked, not that she expected hied, then hollered to the red-haired pilot, "Hey, Huckster, e get there?"
Never If Elizabeth had her way
"Another half hour, but in this blizzard, itto hide the anxiety in his voice
That had her even more worried If the pilot didn’t think they would make it, what chance did they have?
She twisted her wrists again, wishing she had a hairpin or, better yet, her lockpicks to unlock the fool thing She always carried lockpicks because her father said they had saved his butt a time or two, but the men had already patted her down and found the picks That was part of the reason she had begun to wake up Their hands on her, probing and searching, had brought her to a groggy state of consciousness
Canton again turned to smile at her "You’re real pretty Too bad They didn’t like that you gotpeople"