The Eligible Suspect. Jennifer Morey

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      Korbin stuck his poles into the snow and eased the pistol beside the trunk. Aiming in the direction where he’d seen the hat, he fired and then sprang into motion after Savanna started skiing. He skied hard to the next tree, where he fired again. His bullet hit a fallen tree trunk where the hat bobbed down and out of view. Korbin skied the rest of the way to the boulder, joining Savanna there. When Damen kept firing, Korbin fired back until the gun clicked. No more bullets.

      As soon as he tossed the weapon aside, a distinct rumble began high up on the mountain.

      “Avalanche,” Savanna murmured, fear giving her voice a tremor.

      “Get away from the chute.” Korbin looked over the boulder. He didn’t see the hat anymore. Damen had gone to take cover, probably hoping they’d die in the avalanche. Which they very well could. The trees weren’t thick here. It was a small cluster that divided chute. They were right in the middle of the avalanche path.

      “Get back into the trees!” he shouted. It was the best chance they had.

      In an instant, the rumble was upon them. Korbin was flung forward and bashed into a tree. A white cloud engulfed him and he heard Savanna scream. He wrapped his arms around the trunk and held on. Snow ripped down the mountain, splintering trees and crashing with a deafening roar.

      Seconds later it was over. The avalanche reached the valley and went silent. Korbin looked for Savanna...and didn’t see her.