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"Are you sure about this?" "Teddy, ask me that again, and I’m going to pull this car over and toss you into a snow drift." Teddy sat back, crossed his arms over his chest, and huffed. "Sheesh, cranky much?" Pierce rolled his eyes. For a second, he entertained the lovely image that the steering wheel he was gripping so tightly was, in fact, Teddy’s neck. "The first three times you asked that question, I answered. The next six times, I ignored you. You’ve now moved beyond that and are into obnoxiously irritating. Stow it." Silence enveloped the interior of the car for several long moments. Then Teddy mumbled, "Sorry." Pierce grinned. That was his Teddy. He never could stay at odds with anyone for very long. "Turn right in one-point-two miles," the GPS system stated in a dull, broken monotone. "Thank God." Pierce nearly whooped. "I think we’re getting close." He turned where the small navigation map on his dashboard indicated. The bottom of their battered sedan scraped ominously over the snow-covered gravel. All right, so maybe Teddy had a point. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea Pierce had ever had. But it was a little bit too late to back out now. No way in hell was Pierce driving back down this mountain in the dark. "I don’t see anything," Teddy said, sounding doubtful. He chewed on his fingernail, expression nervous, eyes fastened on the darkening woods surrounding the small road. "It’s up here. Somewhere." Damn. That hadn’t come out as reassuring as Pierce had hoped. The GPS remained unhelpfully silent as the car bumped its way along. Twilight was quickly turning into night. The looming pines closing in on all sides didn’t help, deepening the gloom. They were truly in the middle of nowhere, no streetlights, no sidewalks, the roads rough. Hell, there wasn’t even a McDonald’s. Civilisation was most definitely far behind them. At the moment, Pierce would have gladly traded his stupid GPS system for just one tacky strand of twinkling Christmas lights. Anything to suggest they weren’t lost in the mountains. And why the hell was it so dark out here? The cabin practically jumped out at them. Pierce rounded a curve and slammed on the brakes. His heart thumped madly as he studied the battered porch steps, dangerously close to his front bumper. Beside him, Teddy let out a belated squeak of alarm. "Destination in five hundred feet," the GPS chimed. "Now it tells me." Pierce scowled fiercely and stabbed the ‘off’ button on the obnoxious little box. "Worthless piece of shit."