Chapter 21Isabella dipped a foot into the riverbed, frowning when she realized this would be her last bath for a couple days. Winter was due in the morning, and she had little doubt Conley would send in one hell of a snowstorm. The water would freeze over, making it inaccessible for washing or drinking.
After wiggling her pants off, she stepped in up to her knees. Her tank top and underwear could definitely use some washing, but she would have to do this in stages. There was no way she was undressing completely this time. She was getting pretty good at listening for rustling in the forest, but if Chase could sneak up on her, Brayden and his g**g probably could, too.
She reached into her pants pocket to take out the razor blade before washing them when her fingertips touched a round, hard
