Cord scanned the horizon. That chopper would be back. No question of if, only when. They should be looking for their best way down the other side. They needed an escape route, not a conversation. Come on, Kate, just say it. He could listen to her tell him how much she hated him and look for a trail. Keeping his back to her, he moved to the place he’d last seen the chopper. He should have borrowed the binoculars when he’d lifted the ammo and pistol from Burke’s gun cabinet. Trying to look past her, he made the mistake of looking at her. She’d pulled her knees to her chest. No sighing. At least none that he heard. How was he supposed to know what this gesture meant? “I’m listening, but we have to find a way down. You have to understand.” “Oh, I do.” She jumped to her feet, pulled her gear on and joined him. “I thought you had something you needed to say.”
