11
James
‘It’s a man,’ Kirsten said, rather stating the obvious. ‘Have you ever seen Wrong Turn? I think we made one.’
‘Let’s not panic,’ Jessica whispered. Then, raising her voice, she said, ‘What do you want? You can take the bike, but leave us alone.’
The man, sounding right outside, laughed. ‘I appreciate your offer on such a fine vehicle, but it’s out of petrol by the look of things, and within an hour or so you’ll be out of heat unless you’re all wrapped up warm.’
‘Does this cover have a lock?’ Kirsten asked.
‘It’s light Perspex,’ Jessica said. ‘You could cut it open with a butter knife.’
‘Better just to use the zip, rather than damage it,’ the man said, one hand tapping on the plastic, making the two women jump. ‘Don’t worry, neither me nor the reindeer bite.’
‘Reindeer?’
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