Chapter Three
The gray, pregnant clouds opened and birthed a flurry of fat snowflakes onto the rental SUV just as it entered the clearing in front of the cabin. Alone inside the vehicle, Leia stared hard beyond the slapping windshield wipers and weak sunlight that shot eerie shadows slanting across the road. The wind picked up substantially, unexpectedly shaking the SUV. She gripped the steering wheel tensely. Tate was right, Leia thought. Turbulence and storms go together like ducks and feathers. Not a good harbinger of things to come.
Leia put the vehicle in park and studied the old structure before her.
There was no other vehicle parked in sight. No lamps brightened the windows of her parents’ cabin. Now her cabin, she reminded herself. The wind was blowing strongly. Was anyone in th
