CHAPTER 9
When midnight came, the temperature had dropped to thirty-two below, and there were now both helicopters and rescue dogs involved in the search. Nobody said so, but Jade knew everyone was thinking the same thing.
A five-year-old in this cold could never survive until morning. A soft blanket of snow fell, diffusing the search lights so it looked like Jade was looking at the world through an eerie haze.
Where was Dez?
Aisha was still outside, but most of the original volunteers had gone home, replaced by others ready to search through the night if necessary. Jade watched the snow falling with a forlorn resignation, knowing that in another hour or less, any tracks that might have led the rescue teams to her daughter would vanish forever. Then again, maybe the snow was actually a
