Chapter 11
Laura had everybody dismount. It had taken almost fifteen minutes for the drone to find them from when she’d first placed the call. Fifteen more and she’d have a bunch of tourists bucked to the ground.
“Okay everybody, listen up.” Laura wished Johnny had explained what was going on, but he hadn’t. And his voice had done its dead calm, soothing thing that he did so well. And, quite frankly, that was really, really freaking her out at the moment. But the tourists didn’t know that. Johnny was being very smart. As usual.
“We’re going to wait here for a bit.”
“It’s getting kind of smoky.” “Aren’t we going back to the Lodge?” “Can we—”
She raised her hands to stop all of the questions. She took a deep breath and pulled out her best trail-guide-serious tone, rather than the trail-
