“Morning,” Annie said, smiling as Lilah rushed back inside. “You folks like pancakes and sausage? I’ve that for breakfast, or . . . ” She paused as she saw Lilah’s face. “Why, honey, you’re white as a sheet.” She didn’t bother to lie. “It’s Walker. He’s gone up on the mountain. I have to go after him.” Annie’s eyes widened for an instant before she reached for the phone on the wall. “No, you can’t do that; you’ll get, ah, lost. I’ll call Ethan, and he’ll round up some of the men and bring him back down.” Lilah seized her wrist, reaching into her mind as she guided the receiver back onto the base. “You’re not going to call Ethan, Annie. You won’t tell him or anyone about this.” “Not a soul,” Annie agreed, her eyes glazing over instantly. “I need gloves, boots, snowshoes, and a coat.” She guided the other woman around the desk and followed her to a closet, where Annie retrieved the articles. “Are there wolves up there on the mountain?”
