All Hager had to do was slow the dogsled to a walk, and his partner died. A perfect crime--no chance to get caught! In the valley, with the sheltering hills now behind them, the bitterly cold wind drove at the sled with unchecked ferocity. Gusts of snow came with the wind, thick and dry, the separate particles of it stinging on contact.…
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