Joe slipped into the woods. Would be better if he could wait for daylight, but if Jim was alive, he wouldn't be by morning. The cold had no mercy.

Joe followed the snow mobile tracks through the forest. Someone had taken time to drive all over the place. Trying to confuse things. He didn't get here until after hearing through one of his friends in the volunteer fire department. ‘Jim Dalrymple,' his friend had said, ‘gone missing in the bush.'

Joe told Tom to watch for Leigh ...