CHAPTER 4
Ginger slowed to a crawl as soon as she saw the man standing in the middle of the road. At least she assumed it was a man because of his height and bulky shape. Pretty hard to tell from this distance, with the snow coming down steadily now.
“Okay, Max. Time to look lively. I need to know you’ve got my back if this guy turns out to be bad news.”
She turned the wipers up higher and rolled the car slowly towards the hooded figure. “Please don’t be an axe murderer.”
Max whuffed and slobbered all over the window.
“I know, right? Well, if he tries anything funny, he’ll find out pretty quick we’re not an easy mark!” And hey, maybe she’d finally get to use some of the moves she’d learned from Gareth. Ginger snorted. Way to find the bright side.
The car gradually came to a stop, and
