Twenty-one
Dani sat between the two men as the sprawl of city fell away behind them. Ahead the road climbed steeply toward jagged, distant peaks lightly touched with snow despite the firm hold summer had on the plains below.
Was it just her imagination or did she already feel cold? How could she tell? Strategists always made such a big deal about the high ground. She couldn’t see what why. In the movies heroes and victims were always heading up, when it was obvious that would just get them cornered. Granted this rugged countryside was very different from the tops of buildings and such, but the principles were the same: always leave yourself room to maneuver and stay away from long drops.
The real kicker was, she had brought it on herself. In a heartbeat Matt would have sent her right ou
