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He didn\u2019t blink. \u201cTwyla says a lot.\u201d \u201cFreya says your attention means something.\u201d \u201cFreya\u2019s dangerous with a kettle and facts.\u201d She held his gaze. \u201cDo they know you better than you know yourself?\u201d He didn\u2019t look away. \u201cSometimes.\u201d \u201cRight.\u201d She faced forward. \u201cI\u2019m going to try the car.\u201d \u201cDo it.\u201d She turned the key. The engine coughed once and died. She tried again. Nothing. She sat back, jaw tight. He straightened. \u201cBack inside. I\u2019ll grab tools. We\u2019ll\u2060\u2014\u201d She slapped the steering wheel and yelled at the dashboard. \u201cStart, damn you!\u201d<\/p>\n

She turned the key a third time, hard. The engine caught. The car roared like a miracle. She stared at the odometer, then snorted. \u201cReally?\u201d Alaric leaned down, eyebrows up. \u201cYou threaten machinery often?\u201d \u201cWorked, didn\u2019t it?\u201d She gripped the wheel. \u201cI\u2019ll text Diana when I\u2019m back. I\u2019ll\u2026 we\u2019ll talk later.\u201d \u201cCount on it.\u201d She eyed him. \u201cI mean it.\u201d \u201cSo do I.\u201d \u201cGood.\u201d He nodded toward the road. \u201cTake it slow over the first rise. There\u2019s a dip that ices.\u201d \u201cNoted.\u201d She pulled the door closed, put the car in gear, and let it roll forward.<\/p>\n

He paced beside her for three strides, making sure the tires caught, then fell away. At the turn she glanced in the mirror. He stood in the road, hands on his hips, head bent, like a man arguing with himself and losing gracefully. She looked back at the windshield. \u201cDon\u2019t read into that,\u201d she told the dashboard. \u201cJust drive.\u201d The car obeyed. Pines blurred by, snow shaking loose in soft plumes.<\/p>\n

The sky opened in a thin, pale strip above the trees. Her throat tightened and she coughed the feeling away. \u201cFine,\u201d she said out loud. \u201cWe\u2019ll talk.\u201d The inn\u2019s weathered sign swung into view in her mind before it appeared on the road. She pictured Diana\u2019s face, Twyla\u2019s meddling grin, Freya\u2019s calm eyes. Maybe they were wrong. Maybe they weren\u2019t. Maybe she\u2019d just seen what she wanted to see. Maybe last night had been proof he wanted something else entirely.<\/p>\n

She snorted again. \u201cMaybe I should stop arguing with myself and ask him.\u201d The heater coughed warmer air across her hands. The tires hummed. She crested the rise, eased into the straight, and let the inn pull her like a magnet. Behind her, the cabin shrank into trees and white. In front of her, the town waited. She tightened her hands on the wheel, yelled one last time just to make herself laugh, and the car purred right along as she drove back to the Hearth & Hollow.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com laric didn\u2019t sleep. He worked the cabin in tight circuits until the sky went the color of ash. The blanket still held Elara\u2019s scent; he ignored it, pulled on his coat, and stepped into the cold.<\/p>\n

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Elara Jameston squinted through the white veil, her knuckles pale against the steering wheel. The GPS had given up twenty minutes ago, leaving only static and a blinking cursor that seemed to mock her determination. “Come on,” she muttered, leaning forward as if those extra inches would help her see past the blizzard. “There has to be something out here.” Her notebook sat open on the passenger seat, pages covered in scrawled notes and red ink circles.<\/p>\n

Hollow Oak. The name had surfaced three times in six months\u2014once in a forum post about missing hikers, once in a blog about unexplained phenomena in the Blue Ridge, and once in a half-drunk ramble from a park ranger who’d sworn the mountains moved when they wanted to. Elara didn’t believe in moving mountains.<\/p>\n

But she believed in patterns, and patterns meant stories, and stories meant the kind of career-making article that could pull her out of listicles and into legitimate investigative journalism. The road curved sharply. She touched the brake, felt the tires slide, and her heart kicked against her ribs. The car fishtailed before catching traction again. She exhaled hard, fogging her glasses. “Brilliant, Elara. Die in a ditch before you even find the town.”<\/p>\n

She wiped her lenses on her sweater and settled them back on her nose. The storm seemed to thicken, pressing against the windows like something alive. Something deliberate. Between one heartbeat and the next, the snow parted. Elara’s breath caught.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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