Chapter 97: Refuge
One month later
Reid breathes deeply of the pine-scented air, looking out over the narrow valley below where a sparkling river runs. His
morning jog did little to settle his mind. In fact, it's almost made it worse.
His thoughts have been driving him relentlessly, not letting him rest, forcing him from his bed and onto the trail to
pound away his unease through the soles of his sneakers. But with every passing mile, he knows more clearly this isn't
over.
Not yet.
He and Leila found the others easily enough, using the stolen GPS and a black SUV to take them to where their friends
huddled and waited.
Drew's hug was the hardest but his smile was the happiest, especially when he stepped aside and let Reid see who was
waiting for him. Reid fell to his knees at Minnie's side, accepted her face washing, the enthusiasm of her greeting.
"We managed to scrape up some dust," Drew had said. "After the battle was over. Gave her just enough to heal her. We were