Cora thought it’d been about two hours. It was hard to guess the distance because he’d driven in circles and had to slow down for the twisting roads (especially for the gravel ones). He pulled the car into a small, worn out garage (or maybe it was a shed), and turned the ignition off. She was glad the headlights stayed on for a minute. Her stomach growled in the silence. She almost wished she’d eaten dinner, but the growling was partly from nerves too. “There’s a path leading up to the cabin. I’ll grab the flashlight.” He also grabbed her bag and came around to her door and opened it. “You can get some rest inside.” Sleep? At a time like this? When she hesitated, he squatted down in front of her and held the flashlight to the side so it wouldn’t shine directly on her face. “We can talk inside. I don’t want to risk Alexander listening to us.” “He would follow us all the way out here?” Nick stood and pulled her up; he wrapped a small blanket around her shoulders.
