Chapter 18
Dinah coughed out the wet grass, leaves, and dirt she had unintentionally swallowed when she landed roughly on the ground.
“Damn it! A soft landing would’ve been nice, Arik.”
She propped herself up on her elbows then scrambled to her feet. She didn’t recognize her surroundings and didn’t know where they were, but she was sure it wasn’t the creek down the hill at Henley-on-Thames, where they’d departed.
She seemed to be standing on soft grass. Judging by the slope of the ground, they might have landed on a hillside. The fog surrounding them was so thick she could barely see Ciaran and Madeline, who were sitting up about ten feet away. They looked around, getting their bearings. They looked to be alive, for now, so she turned to look for Arik.
Arik pulled himself up from the
