Freezing

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The tang of warming eucalyptus intensified with the breeze and Jayne took her eyes off the California Highway Patrol officer to locate the shimmering trees half a block away where they flanked the 101 Freeway. She looked back at the officer. He was listening to the static-bound information emanating from his radio while his eyes traveled over the Jeep’s roll bar, dipped into the back on to the twin toolboxes, then returned to Steelie’s slim frame in the driver’s seat, her hand resting casually on the gear stick but her expression hidden by the peak of a faded pink baseball cap.

‘You’re the scientists?’ The CHP officer put the question even as he beckoned their escort.

A motorcycle rumbled to life a few feet away and its driver pulled in front of them, keeping a foot on the ground as he looked back, lower face serious under a helmet and sunglasses. Steelie gave a loose salute and the motorcycle moved forward.

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