Colt had been gone for about two hours. Dean figured they should get an update in an hour or two. He hoped Colt made it to the first ping and found one of the teens. Since his own rescue, he didn’t get a chance to look around much and admire the beauty of the landscape. He saw the house and loved its rustic appeal, but now he got to see the beautiful landscape, even beneath three feet of snow.
The tall pines trees swayed in the breeze. There was a variety of different pines as far as the eye could see, and a large cropping of rocks bordered the property. It was all beautiful and natural, just what Dean had imagined this part of the county would be. As he turned around, a barking dog slammed into his chest. A determined Coop ran from the front of the house to the side door where they came
