They had both dressed for the cold, but didn’t have the footwear for the heavy snow. Even though Boom-Boom wanted to put the Jeep into four-wheel drive and crank it right into the center of camp in his search for Sweets, she’d convinced him otherwise. Which meant a trek through the unplowed woods where nary a cross-country skier dared to tread. The hiking boots she’d found prepping for the mountains were filling with snow. It was halfway up her calves and rising quickly.
Boom-Boom hadn’t changed his footwear since he and Ray had come down through the high desert a few days before. He pushed through the trees at a pace that The Queen couldn’t keep. She didn’t know how close to the camp they were, so didn’t want to yell out his name to get him to slow down.
Once Ray was in D’Arby’s clutch
