Chapter Nine“There are people down there,” Anne looked down at the wreckage. This couldn’t be real. Moments before there had been an idyllic stretch of a beautiful mountain town climbing through a narrow pass up into the main village. Now the entire width of the pass was nothing but chaos.
“Harvey,” was Zack’s answer. “Patch me through to Aviano Air Force Base, encrypted.”
When Harvey responded, she could hear gunfire in the background over her headphones. Zack turned the plane and glided back over the wreckage. Even as she looked down, she saw someone crawl out from under the snow and flop to the ground. “Survivors, Zack.”
“I know,” his voice was a growl.
That more than anything helped Anne return to the moment. She had to work the last sixty seconds backwards to make any sense of it.
