"Impossible," Mia said softly as she slid out of her car, which was still parked at the back of the house, out of sight of the glass wall at the front and sides, where Neil had told her to stay.
She had watched in movies where the actors would start a car without the keys by just joining some wires together, but she hadn't the slightest idea which of the wires she would pull from beneath and start the car. Now, she'd given up on using the car to escape.
Shivering uncontrollable, she bent down and began to gather up the armload of pine branches she had collected and raced through the wind and snow to the side of the house earlier. For the entire fifteen minutes that she had been outside, Neil had remained at the glass wall, watching her like an expressionless stone statue.
