![]() ![]() It just had a lump but there was blood in his mouth-he must have bitten his tongue. He sat there stunned and groaning a moment in the snow-blanketed silence. Hayden was thrown forward-cracking his forehead on the wheel-then back, restrained by his seat belt. He braked and felt a crunch under his jabbing foot as the brakes locked, doing nothing to slow his momentum, but he got the car back over to the right side of the road. ![]() He fought the wheel as he lost control of the car, careering into the centre of the road, trying his hardest to turn it into the skid. ![]() Perhaps he should find a motel and pull over before he ended up in a ditch.Ī loud bang made him yell and curse in fright. He was the only one not tucked up in bed. Why exactly was he driving across state in the middle of February? All he wanted was to find the border and head back home, but the snow flurries coming down were starting to make driving conditions hazardous. He hadn’t noticed a sign and was pretty sure he was lost in some hick town somewhere in South Dakota. ![]() He forced his eyes open, seeing nothing but the glow of the moon illuminating five-foot-high drifts of snow piled along the sides of the road. Hayden Berry felt himself start to drift. The rhythmic clacking of the windscreen wipers started to have a numbing effect. Winter tyres on the front, chains on the back, bumping steadily against flattened snow. ![]()
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