Chapter Fifteen
Lights were flashing, snow was falling, and Luke saw a jackknifed semi and a car off the road, through the snapped guardrail. He knew well that on that part of the road, there were trees and then a sharp drop of at least thirty feet. He should have turned around, but there was just something about the car: He could make out the back of the light brown that blended in with the snow.
“You don’t think it’s them, do you?” was all Rosemary said.
They climbed out of the Jeep and saw the approaching emergency vehicles at the scene of the accident. Visibility was dipping close to zero, and a sheriff’s car was approaching, wheels spinning and slipping. Luke turned to see Colby climbing out in a winter hat and jacket.
“Hey, you can’t come through here,” Colby shouted. “Get back i
