Chapter Seventeen
Jessica led the way toward the switchback trail that would eventually bring them to Aurora Lodge. They’d have to hike around the lake and up a ridge to connect with the old logging trail that she’d located on the map. It had the dotted lines that meant it wasn’t used anymore.
But maybe that was incorrect. Maybe someone was using it for nefarious things that required shooting people’s float planes.
The grief over her murdered plane lurked just under the surface, but she refused to let it out. First they had to survive. The plane was insured, but she had no idea if this kind of thing was covered. How was she going to break it to her fellow owners that it was gone?
And how was she going to get over the fact that someone in Lost Souls Wilderness wished her harm? Lost Soul
