Chapter TwoThere was an ominous c***k.
The power pole she was caught on snapped from dry rot, not to mention having a ton and a half of helicopter slam into it.
The helo dropped, upside down, onto the boulder field close beside the narrow two-lane roadway. That took care of the lethal rotor at least. Menace’s last act was to roll slowly onto its side so that her exit was now blocked by the road’s surface.
With the death of her console, the information normally projected on the inside of her visor blinked out and took the night-vision gear with it. Amy raised her visor and switched to battery-powered night-vision goggles.
She lay with one shoulder on the ground, still strapped into her seat. Above her, Bernie dangled in his harness. A finger against his throat confirmed what she already
