and ended the call.
She chewed her lower lip worriedly. What was she to make of the situation? It wa sn’t like Sebastian to be absent from the office for such a long period without as much as a phone call. Had he fallen ill? Had some crazy stalker shot him in his leg and left him in his house to bleed to death? She shook her head vigorously to rid herself of the distressing thoughts and laughed beside herself. She had to do something; she thought as she hauled on a t-shirt, jeans and her snow gears, grabbed her keys and left the penthouse.
Ten minutes later she was on her way to Long Island. She glanced at her watch; three fifteen and according to her GPS , the duration of her journey should be one hour and ten minutes and judging by the weather; two hours tops. Thus she should be there and back by nightfall; if all went well...? No! Everything would be fine she told herself staunchly, over and over as she drew nearer to her destination. She had never driven such a far distance on her own before and she had to admit, she found the task a bit daunting, especially as the city faded behind her and the snow fell harder.
She straightened in her seat ; her grip tightening on the steering wheel as she struggled to see the road through the fog smearing the windshield. The car skidded slightly, all of a sudden and she jammed her foot unto the break and the car spun out of control. Her stomach clenched sickeningly as she tussled with the staring wheel in an effort to stop the vehicle. The car crashed into a pile of snow and drew to an immediate halt causing her head to slam, violently, into the steering wheel.
She remained im mobilized for a few moments; the blood roaring in her ears drowning out all else. She eased, slowly, away from the car steering; inhaling large gulps of air as she poked the tender spot on her forehead to ensure that she wasn’t bleeding. Her eyes flew to the GPS ; half a mile to go. She sighed in relief as she glanced outside the windshield and discovered she was only a short distance from the roadway. Steeling herself, she took a deep breath and attempted to guide the car towards the street but it refused to budge; the tyres skidding in the snow.
Willing herself calm; she fished for her cell phone inside her purse only to discover that she had no signal . She switched off the car and buried her face in her hands in distress. What was she going to do? She couldn’t remember the last house she had seen on her way in and she was a good distance from her destination. But she couldn’t just sit there. It might be hours, even a day, considering the storm, before anyone came by. She had to find shelter before dark or she would freeze to death in her car.
She unbuckled her seatbelt , tentatively opened her door and stepped out into the pelting snow. The biting cold stung her cheeks and she snuggled into her scarf; unsure whether she should go backward or move forward. The world sprawled before her in a sea of white and she panicked for a moment. Forcing her legs to move, she forged ahead. At least she was certain there was a warm house ahead.
She trudged through the snow for what felt like miles and still there was no sign of inhabitation. The snowfall grew heavier until her cloak and hat was sodden and her body slightly numb from the cold. Her steps faltered and her body felt lethargic as hypothermia began to set in. She was so tired; she thought of resting for awhile but remembered the horror stories she’d heard of being caught in a snow storm and pressed on.
Daylight soon faded into dusk as ice seemed to seep into her blood. She had almost given up hope when a dim light in the distance caught her eye and she stumbled towards it on partially frozen legs. She could hardly feel her limbs as she climbed the few steps to the front door and her fingers were so frozen she didn’t feel the doorbell as she pressed it. She thought she saw Sebastian open the door but she wasn’t sure as her eyes
She chewed her lower lip worriedly. What was she to make of the situation? It wa sn’t like Sebastian to be absent from the office for such a long period without as much as a phone call. Had he fallen ill? Had some crazy stalker shot him in his leg and left him in his house to bleed to death? She shook her head vigorously to rid herself of the distressing thoughts and laughed beside herself. She had to do something; she thought as she hauled on a t-shirt, jeans and her snow gears, grabbed her keys and left the penthouse.
Ten minutes later she was on her way to Long Island. She glanced at her watch; three fifteen and according to her GPS , the duration of her journey should be one hour and ten minutes and judging by the weather; two hours tops. Thus she should be there and back by nightfall; if all went well...? No! Everything would be fine she told herself staunchly, over and over as she drew nearer to her destination. She had never driven such a far distance on her own before and she had to admit, she found the task a bit daunting, especially as the city faded behind her and the snow fell harder.
She straightened in her seat ; her grip tightening on the steering wheel as she struggled to see the road through the fog smearing the windshield. The car skidded slightly, all of a sudden and she jammed her foot unto the break and the car spun out of control. Her stomach clenched sickeningly as she tussled with the staring wheel in an effort to stop the vehicle. The car crashed into a pile of snow and drew to an immediate halt causing her head to slam, violently, into the steering wheel.
She remained im mobilized for a few moments; the blood roaring in her ears drowning out all else. She eased, slowly, away from the car steering; inhaling large gulps of air as she poked the tender spot on her forehead to ensure that she wasn’t bleeding. Her eyes flew to the GPS ; half a mile to go. She sighed in relief as she glanced outside the windshield and discovered she was only a short distance from the roadway. Steeling herself, she took a deep breath and attempted to guide the car towards the street but it refused to budge; the tyres skidding in the snow.
Willing herself calm; she fished for her cell phone inside her purse only to discover that she had no signal . She switched off the car and buried her face in her hands in distress. What was she going to do? She couldn’t remember the last house she had seen on her way in and she was a good distance from her destination. But she couldn’t just sit there. It might be hours, even a day, considering the storm, before anyone came by. She had to find shelter before dark or she would freeze to death in her car.
She unbuckled her seatbelt , tentatively opened her door and stepped out into the pelting snow. The biting cold stung her cheeks and she snuggled into her scarf; unsure whether she should go backward or move forward. The world sprawled before her in a sea of white and she panicked for a moment. Forcing her legs to move, she forged ahead. At least she was certain there was a warm house ahead.
She trudged through the snow for what felt like miles and still there was no sign of inhabitation. The snowfall grew heavier until her cloak and hat was sodden and her body slightly numb from the cold. Her steps faltered and her body felt lethargic as hypothermia began to set in. She was so tired; she thought of resting for awhile but remembered the horror stories she’d heard of being caught in a snow storm and pressed on.
Daylight soon faded into dusk as ice seemed to seep into her blood. She had almost given up hope when a dim light in the distance caught her eye and she stumbled towards it on partially frozen legs. She could hardly feel her limbs as she climbed the few steps to the front door and her fingers were so frozen she didn’t feel the doorbell as she pressed it. She thought she saw Sebastian open the door but she wasn’t sure as her eyes
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