The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1220

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“There’s no time!” Alexander gritted his teeth, grabbing her hand again with a force that felt like it could shatter bone. “Do as I say. Run for the crevasse. I’ll lead them away. Remember, you have to live. You have to get the message out.”

With a final, desperate push, he shoved Danielle toward the side path. “Run!” he roared, the sound echoing in her ears.

She stumbled back a few steps, watching as he turned and ran in the opposite direction. His figure grew smaller and smaller in the blizzard, but his back remained straight.

“Alexander!” Danielle screamed, her voice swallowed by the storm. Tears blurred her vision as she saw the flashlight beams converge and follow Alexander, the shouts fading into the distance.

Danielle stood frozen, shaking uncontrollably as tears and snow mixed on her face, the cold biting her skin. She knew she couldn’t fail him.

Taking a deep, shuddering breath, she wiped her eyes and turned, breaking into a run toward the crevasse. The wind drove shards of ice into her face, the pain sharp and piercing.

She hadn’t gone far when she skidded to a halt. The snowmobile!

There was still a snowmobile back at the station. Alexander had already drawn them away. If she could get back, get the machine, maybe she could break through and get him out. It was their only chance.

She clenched her jaw, spun around, and ran back the way she came, headlong into the biting wind. The snow was knee-deep, each step a heavy, leaden struggle. The blizzard obscured her vision, but she navigated by memory.

Finally, the dark outline of the research station appeared. Holding her breath, Danielle crept along the wall, scanning the area. Seeing no one left behind, she darted into the garage and ripped the tarp off the snowmobile.