Chapter 3
Once Emma Jane and the constable were dressed appropriately for the bitter cold of a January night in Northern Manitoba, they took his skidoo. With the terrain where they were traveling, gliding over the hard-packed snow in a snowmobile was easier than traveling by road. She’d nodded at Flett’s explanation and climbed up. She was used to winter in the North, and had traveled by skidoo with Samuel in the past many times to check trap lines in places other vehicles couldn’t go.
She held on behind the constable, feeling the icy air caress her cheeks through the balaclava and toque she was wearing. Her scarf was up to her eyes and the hat pulled down close to meet it. With only small slits available to see her surroundings, she couldn’t have made out much of the countryside even if
