Rigorous Training by Lisa Fox – Chapter One
Christy scowled at the GPS unit on her dashboard. Stupid technology. She had been on this single-lane country road for miles upon miles and there was no civilization in sight. The damn machine was obviously having one of its fits, like the time it insisted that she was in Montreal even though she was definitely in Milwaukee. This particular glitch had taken her so far north of San Francisco, she was almost to Oregon. Nobody lived out in these woods.
The road curved along the mountainside, afternoon sunlight filtering through the ancient redwoods. Everything was quiet out there. Traffic, people, city lights—they were all far, far away. She gripped the steering wheel on her rented Jeep Wrangler, set her jaw, and drove on. If the GPS was...
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