“Do we have a problem here? Because I’ve got no issue leaving you to stumble your way back down the mountain in the snow without my help. I’m busy enough, and ain’t got time to be messed around.” His dark hair falls in his eyes and I feel about two inches tall beneath the weight of his threat. “I’m not lying about anything.” I wet my lips. Not technically. Just leaving out vast amounts of information. When you learn the hard way never to trust anyone, it’s a shitty habit to break. “Then hurry up, because I don’t have all fucking day.”
