Ryan also got in touch with Ellen but advised her to stay put as long as they didn’t have any unwelcome visitors.
He didn’t think it would be wise to send them into a snowstorm. At least, for the moment, Ellen and Kate were at the edges of the blizzard.
As Mark and Lily’s location was farther afield, Mark decided to pick up the pace. They marched in silence for about ten minutes, until Mark decided that they were close enough to what they supposed to be the perimeter of the goons’ camp. Then, he stopped and turning Lily to him, he looked at her, his eyes trying to memorize her features.
“Lily-girl,” he asked in a fervent whisper, “we’re getting closer to the beast’s laird now. I want you to keep close to me, and if anything happens, get behind me.”
Lily tried to say something, but Mark
