and here it was, all around him. The forest, the mountain, the air, it all fell off some unseen edge into a void.
„Will you look at that!‟ He grabbed a hold of his partner‟s shoulders and pointed her in a random direction. He perched his chin down on her head and exhaled softly into her hair.
„Doesn‟t it make you feel you could walk through that and you‟d be stepping off this world into another universe?‟
Melody relaxed into his embrace for a second. But all too soon she was wriggling free. „Yes, Parker, yes it does. But daydreaming isn‟t going to get us anywhere.‟
„No, no I guess not.‟ Parker was used to having his spells broken like this. He yawned and blinked several times, introducing his eyes to the new day in stages. „Whereas standing out here freezing our butts off is going to get us results.‟
„Ha ha.‟ Parker was happy to see his customary sarcasm could still push all the right buttons. „As it happens, it might,‟ she told him, all serious now. „I came out here to see if I could get a fix on White Shadow‟s position. But I think we‟ve got something promising happening on an unexpected front.‟
„Yeah? Down at the sheriffs house?‟ Parker reluctantly coaxed his hands out of his pockets to take Melody‟s binoculars. The local Police Chief was family to the White Shadow Captain, but Morgan Shaw had yet to pay his brother a visit.
„Not quite.‟ Now it was Melody‟s turn to aim him in her chosen direction. „The kid from the sheriffs house. A while ago I saw her struggling with something we might be interested in, Parker. She was taking a lot of trouble to cart it off into those trees. No, over there.‟
„Yeah?‟ Parker tried to sound fascinated, but as he raised the binoculars to his eyes, he could barely see the trees, let alone anything moving among them. „Um, I never like to rain on your parade, but I‟ve had daydreams with more substance than what I‟m seeing right now.‟
His partner snatched back the binoculars as he lowered them. She nudged him in the ribs for his pains. „That‟ll teach you to lie in, deadwood. The fact is, she was dragging a parachute. And there can‟t have been many of those left lying around on this mountain, can there?‟
„Not lately,‟ admitted Parker, intrigued in spite of himself.
„You‟re sure you‟re not -‟
Melody favoured him with a patient tilt of the head.
„No, you‟re not mistaken, „he concluded aloud.
„So, are you up for a morning stroll in the woods, Agent Theroux?‟
„In your company? What, are you kidding?‟ And Parker thought he‟d have to dodge another blow to his ribs, but Melody was too intent on leading the way on the trail of the girl. By now he was properly awake, and there was no going back.
Makenzie wiped furiously at the passenger window and grimaced at the cold, burning his fingertips through his gloves. A good deal of the ice remained stubbornly fixed, doing its best to keep the car‟s interior hidden.
„There‟s another one up here, Chief!‟
Laurie was a good twenty yards ahead of the lead vehicle and Makenzie didn‟t need anything more to worry about. This was a bad stretch of road, the turn and the trees blocking line of sight, and the winter just made it meaner. Makenzie was a cautious driver though and he‟d pulled them up in good time as soon as they‟d seen the half-buried car. Then Laurie‟s keen eyes had noticed it was just the tail vehicle in a frozen convoy.
„This one‟s off the road! Looks like he swerved, coming the other direction!‟
„Take it slow, Laurie! Be right with you!‟ He‟d told her to run on, get a count of the vehicles and check further along the road. Now he was less happy with his thinking.
He shook his head. His chest hurt from all the shouting, but Laurie sounded a mile away. Damn snow ate up sound as well as all the colour.
Well, no use putting it off any longer: Makenzie swiped the worst of the ice clean and stooped low