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She frowned at ‘a room’ instead of two rooms, but decided they’d fight about that later. She pulled her purse out of the back seat and slung it crosswise over her body, then grabbed her suitcase. She reached for one of the bags, but Gideon put his hand over hers.
Her skin tingled where he touched her. Because his fingers were cold against her skin, she told herself as she jerked her hand away from his.
“That’s enough for one trip,” Gideon said, apparently not realizing how she’d reacted to his touch. “That ramp is slippery, and multiple trips are better than falling.”
He reached into the bag and handed her the boots she’d picked out, and she sat on the driver’s seat with her legs out the door and put them on. Then she grabbed her hat, Gideon took his suitcase, and he led the way out of the barn.
Three trips later, they’d transferred everything into the room. Gideon closed the barn door and looped the chain through the handles, then slid the padlock onto the two ends of the chain. But he didn’t close it.
He must have felt her staring at him, because he said, “In case we need to get away fast. I don’t want to have to spend time picking the lock again.”
“That makes sense,” she said with a shiver. The snow gave her a false sense of security. Right now, she couldn’t see a thing, which meant no one could see her. But the snow would eventually stop, and she’d be in plain view of anyone looking. Being able to get away quickly was a plus.
As they walked toward the room, Gideon nodded at the tire tracks in the snow. “Snow’s coming down so hard that those’ll be gone in an hour. No trace of us coming in here.” He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. “For all intents and purposes, we’ve vanished from the face of the earth.”
His words send a ripple of fear through Alex. Gideon was right. No one knew where they were. If he killed her and hid her body somewhere, it could be weeks or months until anyone knew she was dead. She’d vanished so thoroughly that no one but Sierra knew she was gone. And Sierra had no idea where she’d been heading.
Unease tightened around her throat like a fist. She’d thought she was being clever. Smart. But if Gideon were the killer Jerry had hired, maybe she’d been playing into his hands the whole time.
Maybe this closed motel was exactly the place he was looking for. Quiet. Deserted. Snowed in.
The perfect place for a murder.
