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David was calling to check on his team. Isaiah figured it might be better if he didn’t answer, let them start worrying sooner, except there was no getting them out of this place with the inclement weather and gale-force winds still screaming outside. At least morning had broken. That was an advantage they hadn’t had last night, and yet somehow they had survived.

He’d give God the credit.

David sounded agitated. Maybe...maybe Isaiah could somehow let David in on what was happening. Give him a clue, if nothing else, but only if Zach and Liam slept through this.

Isaiah worked his way free of the bag and scrambled over to pick up the radio with his hands tied. “I’m here, David!”

The next thing he knew, Zach sprang from where he slept and pressed his gun against Isaiah’s temple. Tension corded around his throat and tightened. He couldn’t speak.

“Isaiah! Finally. I thought you ran into trouble.”

He found his voice. “You could say that.”

Zach shoved Isaiah’s head with the gun. A clear warning.

Isaiah quickly added, “We’re still weathering the storm. But you can be sure we’re going to deliver the climbers down the mountain into the right hands.”

He wasn’t sure why he added those last words, but he had every intention of doing just that. However that played out. Whatever Zach thought he would pull off here, wasn’t going to happen if Isaiah—and he knew Cade and Heidi would be with him on this—had anything to do with it. He’d think of something before this was all over. Something before Zach killed them.

“How’s Adam? Did his team make it back yet?” Isaiah knew that Cade and Heidi would want to know about their younger brother.

“Yeah. Last night. Found a little boy who’d gotten lost hiking with his parents.”

“That’s good to hear.” At least someone had found success.

“I need your updates more frequently.”

“Sure, every hour?”

Zach snatched the radio from him. “If you do that again, you can say goodbye to the woman.”

When Zach put the radio to Isaiah’s mouth, his eyes narrowed.

“I’ll try,” Isaiah said, “but we’re getting buried here and we’re busy.”

Zach leaned in and whispered, “Heidi.”

Isaiah closed his eyes at his next words. “Don’t worry about us. You know we’ll be fine. I’ll contact you with coordinates for an extraction point. We’ll hike as far as we can first. Could be tomorrow maybe.”

“Is Cade around? Why doesn’t he answer his radio?”

What? Didn’t David trust Isaiah? But then Cade was his brother. Isaiah should understand that. “He’s outside, brushing snow off. Heidi’s in another tent.”

“Okay, then. You guys take care.”

“Tell him over and out.” Zach nudged him with the gun again.

Huh? They never used that. But Isaiah could use it now. The radio at his mouth, he said, “Over and out.”

Would David hear that for what it was? Would he pick up on the clue that Zach had forced Isaiah to drop?

The radio conversation over, Zach shoved Isaiah to the ground. He couldn’t stop the fall with his wrists tied. “You ever try that again and I won’t kill you. I’ll hurt you and leave you to die a slow death.”

“The radio had been squawking for a while, and you guys snored through it. Next time I’ll just let the command center wonder what happened to us. Let them think we need our own rescue team, if you prefer.”

Zach studied Isaiah, considering his words and that outcome. The tent shuddered, fierce wind breaking through the snow wall.

He growled. “It’s April, for crying out loud. Why is this happening?”

“This mountain range has some of the roughest weather in the world. That’s why. Your plane had the great misfortune of crash-landing here.” Isaiah wanted to know where they’d been heading. Had they come from the Alaska mainland running from an armored-car robbery there? Or were they leaving the Lower 48 on their way to Alaska or Canada? But he wouldn’t make the same mistake he’d made before and ask.

“Let’s pack up. We have to get going.”

“No. We have to wait out the storm.”

“There’s no time. I have four days, now three, to get where I need to be for my ride out of here.”

“If you wanted to go on a suicide mission, why did you call for our help? Huh? Tell me that.” Isaiah didn’t bother to rein in his temper. “You called us to help you out of here. Hear those winds out there? It’s a whiteout. We hike out there now and we won’t be able to see a thing. It’ll be worse than last night. At least we had the night vision goggles then.”

“Maybe he’s right, Zach.” Liam rubbed his tired eyes like a three-year-old. “Let’s at least wait until there’s a break in the storm. We could make some headway then.”

“I need to talk to the others on my team,” Isaiah said. “Figure out the quickest and safest way to the ice field. Believe me, I want this to be over with as soon as possible. Just like you.” Isaiah held out his hands. “Mind untying me now?”

Zach nodded to Liam. “Untie him, then go get the other one.”

Liam’s eyes widened. “You want me to go out there?”

“If you don’t want me to leave you behind when we leave, then yes, go and get him.”

Backing down, Liam shook his head. Zach trained his weapon on Isaiah as if he expected Isaiah to try something as soon as his hands were free. And when Liam left, he just might. But then he thought of Cade and of Heidi.

Liam grabbed his coat and put on his gloves. The tent was small, but at least it was warm.

Isaiah rubbed his hands and wrists. “I’m going to need Heidi, too. She’s part of the team.”

“It’ll get too crowded in here.” Zach shifted on his sleeping bag as if he was already feeling claustrophobic.

“Well, I’m sorry about that, but I need her help to plan our next move.” He needed her to be here with him. Needed to know she was all right after a night with Rhea, although he knew that Heidi could win that battle, if it came to that, hands down.

“All right.” Zach glared at Liam.

The guy unzipped the tent and cold and snow rushed inside. Liam hesitated and Zach kicked him the rest of the way out. There was a chance, though slight, that Liam would get lost altogether and wander into the blizzard, missing the tent. “The next tent over is to your left, Liam,” Isaiah shouted.

He wasn’t sure Liam heard him. He should be the one to go out there. “I don’t know if Liam has it in him to find the other tents in this storm.”

Zach scrunched up his face. “He’s not an idiot. He was out moving snow off the tents half the night. I think he’ll be fine.”

“Have you been out in that yet? Do you even know what you’re talking about?”