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there was a man half buried in the drifts. As Shayne hunkered down by him, reaching for a pulse, Bobby studied him.
    He appeared to be about thirty, with tawny blood-matted hair and a face with aesthetic contours, although they were half concealed, since he was on his side in the snow.
    Good profile, though.
    â€œHe’s alive,” Shayne said. “Steady enough pulse, though it’s slow.”
    â€œWe’ve got to get him in,” Bobby said.
    â€œIn! He could be a criminal,” Morwenna insisted.
    â€œWenna!” Shayne looked across the fallen body at his sister. “What should I do? Leave him out here to freeze to death? I’m a doctor . I can’t do that.”
    â€œWell, of course, we can’t let him freeze to death,” Morwenna said. “It’s just that…he’s a total stranger.”
    â€œSo what other choice do we have?” Shayne asked.
    â€œMorwenna, it will be okay,” Bobby assured her. “Hey, there’s a pack of us, and one of him.It’s going to be all right. And Dad does have his shotgun.”
    â€œCan he actually shoot?” Morwenna asked.
    â€œWell, I’ve seen him go skeet shooting,” Bobby said, grinning. “I think he hit a few plates.”
    â€œWhat? When?” Morwenna asked.
    â€œWhen we were kids, remember? We were in Memphis. The parental units brought us all on a canoeing vacation, and we went to see Graceland. It was great, if I recall.”
    â€œYeah,” Morwenna said, lowering her eyes. “It was great, wasn’t it?” she said softly.
    â€œDoesn’t matter right now whether Dad can hit the eye of a needle or miss the side of a barn, it’s freezing out here,” Shayne said. He had deftly run his hands over the stranger, checking for broken bones or other injuries. “Seems like just his head is bleeding. Maybe he got stranded, got out of his car and fell. God knows, this place has lots of rocks, for certain. Wenna, back up. Bobby, get around over there.”
    â€œI’m not puny—I can help,” Morwenna said.
    â€œI know that you’re the queen of Pilates,Morwenna, but let Bobby help me right now,” Shayne said.
    â€œAll right, all right, I’ll get the door. Be careful, you two. Maybe he’s faking it.”
    â€œOne, two, three…lift beneath the shoulders,” Shayne said.
    â€œYour children are inside that house,” Morwenna said worriedly.
    â€œYou know he could sue you if we injure him more, Shayne,” Bobby said, still not having moved.
    â€œThat can’t be helped—he’ll freeze. He might be in shock…he might well be on the way to hypothermia,” Shayne said. “Look, we have to move him, or he’ll die.”
    â€œI guess that we really have no choice. We can’t—”
    â€œNo, but…we can’t let him just stay here. I guess we can’t ask questions or get to know him,” Morwenna said.
    â€œI just hope we don’t hurt him worse,” Bobby said.
    Bobby did as his brother instructed, dipping low, and sliding his arm beneath the stranger’sback while Shayne carefully did the same from his angle. The stranger groaned again as they managed to get him to his feet.
    â€œIt’s all right, it’s all right!” Shayne said quickly. “We’re bringing you in. We’re trying to help you.”
    The man had green eyes, Bobby noted. Strange green eyes. They were actually a greener color than he’d ever seen before, and also weirdly translucent.
    He noted that Morwenna was staring at the man, looking into his eyes.
    And the man was staring back at her.
    He managed a single whisper. “Thank you.”
    She turned and hurried to the house while they followed more slowly with the injured man.
    Morwenna opened the door and stood back. Shayne and Bobby staggered toward it, and paused in the doorway, catching their balance.
    She looked at Bobby.