Into the Whiteout

"Sliding on snow doesn't take much legwork. Give me two more painkillers, and I'll be good."

Sadie listened to his flat, matter-of-fact tone and thought he was cut from the same cloth as Callum. Special forces through and through.

She turned it over in her head, but shook her head again. "I have to go. You don't. Stay here, rest the ankle, wait for the storm to pass."

Miles's voice didn't change.