Chapter 12
Maggie had gone numb by the time they neared the top of the mountain. There was nothing but moving forward one more step. Then another. Then another. She had long since stopped looking up to see how close they were to the top. There was no point. They would get there when they got there.
She didn’t even look anymore as things rustled in the bushes nearby.
“If you want to eat me, just do it,” Maggie growled at the trees.
“I’m sorry, what was that, Miss Trent?”
“I said—” Maggie looked toward Bertrand, but he wasn’t climbing a few feet ahead of her. He was standing on the top of the mountain ten feet above her. “We’re here?” Maggie’s words came out as a whimper. “We’re done climbing?”
“For now, Miss Trent.” Bertrand lay on his stomach and reached down, catching the hand of Ma
