Alex leapt forward, diving into the next slope. At the same time, there was a sudden chatter, a series of distant cracks, and the snow flew up all around him. Grief’s men had machine guns built into their snowmobiles! Alex yelled as he swooped down the mountainside, barely able to control the sheet of metal under his feet. The makeshift binding was tearing at his ankles. The whole thing was vibrating crazily. He couldn’t see. He could only hang on, trying to keep his balance, hoping that the way ahead was clear.
He had to get off the mountainside. Otherwise he would be shot or run over. Or both.
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Point Blank
Skeleton Key
Eagle Strike
Scorpia
Ark Angel
Snakehead
Crocodile Tears
Scorpia Rising
Russian Roulette
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The Falcon’s Malteser
Three of Diamonds
South by Southeast
The Greek Who Stole Christmas
The Complete Horowitz Horror
Bloody Horowitz
The Devil and His Boy
Granny
Groosham Grange
Return to Groosham Grange: The Unholy Grail
The Switch