Chapter 5
From what I’d discovered, Leandro lived a little over a mile from the airstrip, which was the only reason I hadn’t bothered asking for a car. The brief walk through the Alaskan morning exhilarated me from top to toe. This time of year, daylight lasted for only six or seven hours. I wouldn’t have many opportunities such as this one to enjoy the state’s savage beauty, and I was determined to make it last as long as possible. My pace remained languorous, even with the slight wind that picked up to nip at my nose. I stopped to search through undergrowth twice, because I could have sworn I’d heard something crawling in it. I probably had. One of the perks of my continued existence. But each time I swept away the long, dense fronds, all I found was bare earth.