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    When the ne doors opened at the airport, two men emerged from separate flights, both moving with urgency and apprehension. They headed straight for the base of the mountain uponnding.


    Margie stood waiting, her face pale, eyes fixed on the towering white peak in the distance.


    The moment she saw Norton approaching, a wave of emotion crashed over her. She ran to him, her voice trembling. “I know you! You’re Yvonne’s husband. If I had kept track of her, this wouldn’t have happened. Please—you have to find her. You must find Yvonne!” Her voice broke under the weight of remorse.


    Norton had no patience for her emotional outburst. He gave a curt nod. “Got it.” Without hesitation, he pulled on his rescue gear and turned to the team. “I’m going in with you.”


    Leif, standing stiffly nearby, broke in with a worried frown. “You shouldn’t. It’s too dangerous out there.”


    Norton’s voice left no room for debate. “If I don’t go, who will?”


    Leif could only watch in silence as Norton and the search party disappeared into the blinding white of the mountain.


    Ethan stood still, eyes locked on Norton’s silhouette until it faded into the flurry. A surge of emotion stirred deep in his chest.


    Momentster, Ethan rallied his team and followed the trail into the heart of the storm.


    The rescue team pushed forward through the howling wind, nking Norton as they battled the mountain’s wrath.


    The storm raged mercilessly, snow slicing through the air like needles. With gritted teeth, they scoured every patch of snow, refusing to leave any spot unchecked.


    Norton moved deliberately, eyes sweeping over thendscape, terrified he’d miss some small clue that could lead to her.


    As he pressed on, his mind kept drifting—was Yvonne freezing, terrified, alone? The image of her face haunted him, each step pressing heavier on his chest.


    “Mr. Burke, it might be safer if you wait here,” one of the rescuers said, stepping closer and raising his voice above the wind.


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    Norton didn’t slow. “I’ll leave only when I see her myself. She needs to know I came.” His words, though firm, carried a thread of warmth.


    The team exchanged nces but said nothing more, silently forging ahead with him.


    Despite the biting wind and growing exhaustion, they pressed on, desperate to find her.


    Near a jagged ice crevice, Norton suddenly slowed as something caught his attention.


    “Wait. The snow here—it looks different.”


    Excitement cracked through his voice. The team rushed forward, brushing away the surface with gloved hands.


    “Footprints!” one of them called out. “Still fresh. She must be close. Search the area!”


    Norton’s heart pounded as he scanned the terrain. Then, just beyond the disturbed snow, he spotted her—copsed, nearly buried, her body curled in on itself, rimed with frost.


    He tore through the snow and dropped beside her. “Yvonne!” His voice trembled.


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