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two really picked a bad time to go walkabout up here.
Unfortunately you’re going to have to pack up and head back down the mountain.
There’s been a... it’s an emergency.”
    He was thoroughly unconvincing. Almost endearingly so. I
waited for him to explain the nature of this emergency, but he didn’t volunteer
any further details. After a long uncomfortable silenc,e he was the first to
speak.
    “Could you let me in please Ma’am?”
    “Could you show me some identification?”
    I thought I detected a brief flash of anger. His top lip
pulled back ever so slightly to reveal his teeth in a way that reminded me of
the wolf I had encountered earlier. Even though I was pretty sure he was
planning on murdering me, I felt a small moment of premature victory at the
fact that I’d gotten to him.
    “Look Ma’am. I wasn’t being strictly honest with you
earlier.”
    You don’t say.
    “I wasn’t expecting these cabins to be occupied at this time
of year and this really isn’t a safe place to be at the moment. There’s a man.
A dangerous man. I’ve been.... tracking him and...”
    Even though he’d stumbled on the word tracking he was
sounding a lot more certain now. He almost sounded sincere.
    “How do I know you’re not the dangerous man?”
    He looked at me confused, as if I had asked him a trick
question.
    “Why would I be tracking myself?”
    I paused and let that one sink in.
    “Oh.”
    Oh.
    He moistened his lips and I caught his eyes flicking up and
down once. Taking stock of me through the crack in the door. I suddenly felt
very self conscious. I’d thrown an oversized shirt on and nothing else. It only
just covered my hips and my body was still a little damp, the material clinging
to my curves. I moved to try and hide behind the door a little more, poking my
head out at an awkward angle.
    This time when he spoke he was deadly serious. This was his
lay-it-on-the-line voice and I couldn’t help but believe every word he said.
    “I can’t tell you everything. You wouldn’t believe me if I
did. But that door you’re hiding behind? It’s not as solid as it looks. These
cabins aren’t like the ones they used to build out here. They’re cheap
pre-fabricated crap that’s shipped in ready to assemble. That chain you think
offers some form of security was made in China and shipped over here in bulk
for a nickel a piece and doesn’t do jack. If I gave the door a gentle tap right
about here,” he patted a spot on the door just below my eyeline, “it would just
pop straight out of the wall. Make no mistake lady. I am a dangerous
man. But if I was a danger to you you’d already know it.”
    His little speech left me breathless. I wanted to be afraid.
The part of my brain that does most of the heavy lifting was telling me to be
afraid. But the part of my brain that had only recently gotten busy in a hot
tub wanted me to be turned on.
    It was a new sensation for me. In general I play it safe. I
mean look where I was. A romantic weekend away in a cabin in the woods was
about as adventurous as I got. But when this man spoke to me, when he claimed
to be dangerous, I believed him.
    “Will you let me in please...”
    “Carrie”
    “Carrie. Will you let me in please Carrie and then go wake
up your boyfriend? I need to speak to both of you.”
    Or I’ll huff and I’ll puff …
    I had no choice. As I released the chain it was hard to tell
what I was more concerned about. This stranger’s intentions or the fact that I
was going to have to face up to the embarrassing admission that I was actually
having a dirty weekend away for one.
     
    - X -

Chapter 4: Carrie
     
    He sniffed the air as he stepped over the threshold.
    “I wasn’t being entirely honest earlier. My boyf...”
    “I know.” He didn’t even spare me a glance as he walked into
the lounge and had a look around. It was like he was taking an inventory of
each room. The cabin wasn’t large. A single room that combined lounge and a
dine-in kitchen