Chapter Twenty-Six
Boone
I felt the rock slide and fall above me, its descent silent. Yet, I could feel it coming right when it struck my shoulder. Hard. My voice pierced the darkness, a gruff shout of pain.
“You okay?” Walker called.
We were scaling a cliff in the darkness with floodlights to illuminate the area. Because for the thousandth time, some i***t had taken a slick corner on a winter road in the mountains too fast and hurtled through the guardrail.
I looked up into the lights angled over the cliff face for our team. I met Walker’s eyes, where he was situated a few feet above me on a little outcropping. My shoulder stiffened as the sharp pain of the rock striking me receded. “I’m okay,” I bit out, relieved I was in a harness with my feet pressed against the rock face.
“You g
