Ice Hunter (2008)
“There was a smidge of moonlight, but not quite enough. The silhouette looked like an older Caddy. Grady Service checked his watch. Ten straight up. McCants would be along any moment and they would be needing privacy to cut from the lane over to the Sand River to get set up for poachers. Kids, he figured. Didn’t they have homework any more? Definitely a Caddy. He slid out of his double-cab and walked stealthily toward the vehicle ahead.
He was several feet from the Caddy when he heard the springs squeaking. He thought, When a Caddy’s rockin’, don’t come knockin’. Midnight, windows down. He approached from the left rear panel and peered in before clicking on his light.
The woman had light-colored hair. She was a top-rider, her chin jutted out, head back. Great, he thought.
He shone his light into the backseat. The woman didn’t flinch, but there was plenty of scrambling beneath her.
“Whose vehicle?”
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