“Well, Larry kept his promise,” Philip said as he pulled the rental car up behind his own damaged one. “Hopefully I can get a mechanic out here to tow it back to town so it can be repaired. Let’s get our things out of it and, hell…” It suddenly occurred to Philip that their bags were at the deserted house where Wentworth and Larry lived.
Adam understood immediately. “We can try to find them. It’s not snowing now.”
“You’re sure you’re up for that? You haven’t fed for two days now.”
“I’m all right, so we can try, if we can figure out how we got to the house in the first place.”
From where they stood Philip could see the riverbank clearly and further off to the right the small copse of trees that he though was where they’d taken shelter while they changed to dry socks. He pointed it out t
