“I bolted forward, down the slope while her back was to me. If I could get to her fast enough, I could knock her out and that would be that. In theory, at least, that was possible.
I made it to the f...irst standing stone and pressed my back against it, breathing hard. The world shook and bucked like a wild horse trying to throw a rider.
“Bend for me!” she screamed into the wind. I looked out into the swirling snow to see Norm crouched, uncertain. I made a sign for him to stay where he was. He gave a tight nod and then flattened to the ground.
I did a quick look around the standing stone. She still had her back to me. Now was the time. I leapt out and around the stone, tackling her to the ground. We rolled and she screeched as I scrambled to get a hand in her thick hair. Under the cloak I drove my hand, snagging a huge handful of . . . white-blond hair. I didn’t pause even while I knew it wasn’t Cassava. Wild blue eyes stared up at me, all but frothing in anger as she stared me down, her lips moving in a spell.MoreLessShow More Show Less