Chapter 156 On The Trail

• Noah
• Noah’s knuckles were white as a sheet on the steering wheel as the car sped along the winding mountain roads. His keen eyes scanned the darkness frantically, looking for any sign of the trailhead that Zoe had mentioned, but saw nothing other than dense trees and outcrops of jagged rocks lining either side of the road.
• “Are you sure it’s this way?” Noah asked for what felt like the millionth time that night, glancing at Zoe in the rearview mirror.