Luke's mom has brought food with her, and she lays the table for all of us.
Looking out the floor-to-ceiling window, at the forest and the snow, I know I’m in my own little piece of heaven. And I'm with the people who mean the most to me.
After eating the food and downing a few glasses of wine. The satellite cell rings. I answer it.
"Hey is that Emma?" A woman's voice comes on the cell.
"Yes, it is. How can I help you?" I don't recognize her voice at all.
"I'm calling to let you know that the Blue Wolves have been on the move again. They’re moving toward the Appalachian Mountains," the voice says.
"Anywhere in particular?"
"Yeah, Maine." The woman hangs up.
I turn around to see Luke staring at me. "Is everything, okay?"
I smile. "Yes, we’re going traveling." I look at his parents and Jules. "Not today but in the next few days."
"Blue Wolves?" he questions. He knows me well.
I nod.
"Where?"
"Maine. Appalachians." I look at him and see his lips turn up in a smile. He loves the adventure as much as I do. We've only seen the Blue Wolves in the Rockies once since that fateful night. But it was beautiful. We weren't chased off by Viktor and his men, so we got some fantastic photos and memories. I edited them and didn't want to sell them, but when I did, I made enough money to finance our year of just hiking and relaxing.
The funny thing is no one else has ever seen them. The lady who calls me doesn't give me her name or number-- it's always a burner. I just get the call. She gives me the information and we leave. Actually, how did she get the satellite cell number?