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want to know is, where the hell did they get the warheads?”
    The wind whistled down the plain, shaking their flimsy shelter, but enough snow had fallen to have buried the edges and keep them frozen in place. He bounced the furs on top to shake off accumulation, to avoid the “roof” collapsing on them. A few tears here and there in the stitching allowed for air. They wouldn’t suffocate as long as they didn’t let the snow completely bury them.
    â€œWhere did you get this old thing?” He ran his fingers over the coarse fur.
    â€œFrom the Inupiat.”
    â€œClose by?”
    â€œAbout fifty miles west. But they’ve already gone to their winter camp.”
    â€œWhat were you two still doing here?”
    â€œWe had a plane pick up scheduled for…” She thought for a moment. “Yesterday. Since we were planning on flying out, we didn’t have to worry about an early snowfall closing Black Horse Pass.”
    â€œAs best as I can remember the map, the nearest town should be about a hundred miles south?”
    â€œOn the other side of the foothills. We couldn’t take the sled.”
    â€œHow are your dogs at hunting?”
    â€œThat’s not what they were trained for, but Isuppose once they get hungry enough their instincts will kick in.”
    â€œI can carry Sasha, maybe make her a travois.” The dog should be able to walk some, the wound wasn’t that bad, but there was no way she could keep up with the others over long distances.
    â€œThere’s a permanent Inupiat village about sixty miles northwest. We can make it there on the sled and wait for the rescue team. They’ll have an easier time finding that than spotting us among the snowdrifts or in the woods.”
    Sixty miles. A hell of a lot closer than the town to the south. Still. “I hate the thought of going farther north. Any polar bears around here?”
    â€œThey’d be closer to the coast. If we come across any surprises, we have good guns.”
    She sounded calm and confident, reminding him of the jams they had fought themselves out of together. And that, of course, reminded him of the steamy nights they’d spent in each other’s arms.
    â€œSo what are the chances of us picking up where we left off?”
    He heard her swallow.
    â€œWe left off with you drunk and a half-naked woman in your hotel room.”
    â€œBefore that?”
    â€œYou mean when you got me kicked out of Special Forces training and destroyed my dreams?”
    â€œI’m not going to apologize for saving your life.”
    She was too stubborn to admit that she would not have made it through the obstacle course in the Florida Everglades, but he remembered the day in crystal-clear detail. He could be stubborn, too. Was he not a Scotsman by blood? She had scared ten years off his life.
    She’d been sick with fever and weak from bleeding, hanging on to life by a thread after she’d fought off an alligator. She’d lain half under the beast without moving when he’d found her, and he had thought for a moment that she was dead. Turned out she’d just been collecting her strength to push off the gator. She’d had a badly broken collarbone, her body covered in bruises and cuts, some of which looked infected.
    The sight of her had made him forget the test, the only thought in his mind to get her to medical help, to get her to safety. At the end, he’d gotten a special commendation for saving a teammate, while she’d gotten the boot. She had failed the course and lost her chance with Special Forces. When she’d been released from the hospital four days later, still steamed at him, he had made things worse by being drunk.
    She had left, and obviously she had moved on.
    He sure as hell hadn’t pictured that during the lonely nights he’d spent thinking about her. He’d pictured her waiting, regretting her rash actions. Mostly, he’d pictured