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Adi cursed as the suitcase’s tiny wheels snagged on a stone and flipped the damn thing over for the nth time. The jolt of the handle twisting in her hand threw her off-balance for a moment. She stopped and stared down the hill. She had no plan other than to get out of here. Far in the distance, across the valley, Lawton beckoned.
She breathed out a big sigh, then turned to the spirit wolf who returned her look with a baleful glare. His ears were flattened to his head and his tail drooped listlessly. He was just as depressed as Adi.
The cold wind blowing off the mountains behind her stung the exposed skin of her neck. It smelled of snow, and winter was going to hit hard according to her forecast app. Shivers were running up and down her arms. She desperately needed a better jacket if
