Recalled (Death Escorts #1)(46)
Author: Cambria Hebert

“Well? Are you coming?”

“Fine. Just don’t kill us.”

I pretended not to hear her.

Seconds later, she climbed onto the back of the snowmobile and wrapped her arms around my waist. It was a shame we had so much thick clothing on because I suddenly found myself with the urge to feel her pressed against me.

But that thought was followed by the familiar feeling of sickness that I always got when I was close to her. It was my body’s way of reminding me what I needed to do. I wished it recognized I was trying and gave it a rest.

Sometimes it felt like two parts of me were at war.

So I stopped thinking and I gunned the engine. I smiled when Piper’s arms tightened around me. I took off across the snow, starting slow at first, getting used to the feel of the machine and the way it handled. I aimed it up the trail the rental company outlined for me, ducking a little farther into my heavy coat. The wind was fierce today and I was glad we had goggles or I knew I wouldn’t be able to see.

I increased the speed a little and out of the corner of my eye I saw white spray flying up around us. Snow dust surrounded us as we cut through the thickness that layered the ground. There weren’t any other sleds out here on the trail with us. Well, none that I could see, and I was glad. I felt the weight of my life slip right off my shoulders and mix with the snow that blew behind us. I felt free and I wanted more.

I gunned the engine and tore up the path. In my ear Piper squealed and I knew she was having a good time too. Up and down we went on the mounds of snow. I weaved in and out of trees and whooped into the wind. We did figure eights on an open stretch and then I skidded to a stop, throwing snow in the opposite direction.

I could hear her laughing over the engine. I looked over my shoulder at her pink cheeks and wide smile.

“Again!” she screamed and gave me a thumbs-up.

We took off again, racing through the white. There was a large stretch of flat land ahead and I went for that, thinking I could really open it up and see how much speed we really could gain.

It was awesome.

I pushed the vehicle until it shook and it felt like we were flying. Then I made a wide turn and brought us back around and slowed just a little so I could think.

Maybe I could manage some sort of accident while we were out here. Maybe I could pretend to lose control of the vehicle and jump off right before I hit a tree. That would complete my job, and Piper would die without knowing what a real jerk I was.

I don’t know when that became important, but all of a sudden it did.

She began tapping me on the back and yelling for me to stop, so I cut the engine. When the sound died away, we were met with sudden silence.

“Can I drive?” Piper said, her voice overly loud as if her ears hadn’t adjusted to the quiet yet.

I laughed. “Think you can handle it?” My voice was also too loud.

“Oh, I know I can!” She swung her leg over the side and stood, jumping up and down a little. “My legs feel like Jell-O!” She laughed.

I laughed too. This was perfect. I never thought about letting her drive. Maybe I could somehow make it so she crashed and killed herself. Then it wouldn’t be my fault at all, and the job would still be done.

I climbed off, leaving the keys in the ignition. My legs were wobbly from sitting on such a vibrating force for so long. I walked around a bit, trying to get the feeling back into them and I saw Piper doing the same. Occasionally she would jump up and down and shake her arms.

I looked toward the sky. It never really looked this blue in the city. It was a bright day and there were big white clouds moving rapidly through the azure. I figured it was the wind causing them to drift so quickly. I inhaled a deep breath of the cold, crisp air. I’d never been a fan of winter, but today I understood why so many liked it.

There was a sharp cracking sound off to my left and I turned just as Piper made a sound.

“Dex!” she called warily, as if yelling too loud would be a danger.

“Piper,” I said, answering her call.

“We’re on ice! This is a lake!”

As she spoke, another deafening cracking sound ripped through the silence. I hadn’t seen any signs posted about the lake… Sure, I knew one was here, but it was miles and miles away. Had we really driven that far?

“Dex,” Piper said again. This time it was a little more than a whimper.

“Stop moving,” I told her, holding out my hands. “Slow and easy,” I directed. “Make your way toward me…”

I looked around, trying to see where the water ended and the land began, but it was an endless sea of white. I had no way of knowing which way to go or how far it was to safety.

Piper took one shaky step and then another. Her movements were agonizingly slow and I wanted to scream for her to hurry up, but I knew I couldn’t.

“There you go; you’re almost here,” I said encouragingly when she was about halfway to me.

She nodded, keeping her eyes trained on me as if I were her lifeline. That sick feeling came back over me, but I couldn’t decide which part of me it came from.

“Almost there,” she whispered and I nodded.

And then the ice spilt.

One minute her eyes were trained on me and the next I couldn’t see her at all. The lake seemed to open up and Piper was falling… plunging right down into the unknown icy depths of the lake.

“Piper!” I yelled, stepping forward, desperately seeking some kind of sign that she was still there. I saw the red of her hat bob up from the water and heard her cough.

I watched as she reached for something to grab onto, anything to pull herself to safety.

But there was nothing. The ice around her had shattered, leaving her in the center of a circle of water. She could maybe swim to the edge and pull herself up… if she didn’t die of hypothermia first.

Die.

Death.

Dead.

This was it. This was what I’d been waiting for. This was the perfect opportunity to let her die. Chances were I wouldn’t be able to save her anyway.

“Dex,” she sputtered, her red head bobbing to the surface again. I looked up as she reached her gloved hand toward me. “Dex!”

She would be dead in minutes… if not seconds.

All I had to do was wait.

And then the ice split beneath me.

Icy water hit me and it felt like a million sharp needles stabbing me at once. It was so cold it stole my breath and then made me cough. Coughing delivered a frigid dose of water down my throat and then I was floating…

Floating in a dark sea of ice, my body completely numb.