She didn’t question his decision as they headed for the barn, but there was no way they could take a horse out into this weather. That left them with no real escape as far as she could tell. But Griffin had a plan. He had to.
Her lungs hurt as she took in a breath. “Where are we going?”
“To the barn. We’ve got a couple snowmobiles there.”
They crossed the gravel driveway that was now covered with several inches of white, the only light a sliver of moon reflecting off the falling snow. She had no idea what had happened to his parents, but she had a feeling that Jacob and Marci O’Callaghan could take care of themselves.
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