Ruby St. James. Independent American Woman. And that INCLUDED in Alaska, even though at right that moment, Alaska was NOT her favorite place to be. She was sitting in a rental car. Jeep, SUV... something large that was supposed to be able to travel well on icy snowy roads. Granted, if she were honest with herself the error was on her side. Ruby was a New York City native. Driving wasn't exactly necessary nor her strong point. Driving in blizzard conditions on Alaskan roads after the clerk at the rental desk tried to warn her it was a bad idea... wasn't smart. But she NEEDED to make it to her next seminar on time and Ruby was not one to sit around and wait when she still had the power to do something. Right now that something involved staring angrily at the snowbank she drove in to when she slid on the road and in to a ditch. There were no bars on her cell because Alaska apparently had terrible cellphone service. She would have to wait until someone found her. Nope! Ruby St. James was not a wait-around kind of girl. The universe would provide if she got off her ass and worked for it! So she shoved open her door and climbed out of the jeep wearing nothing but a pair of high heels, some slacks and a sweater. (She wasn't supposed to be laid over in Alaska so long! Grrr.) Ruby marched to the truck to take out her suitcase and slammed the trunk shut again. Just in time to see some very large headlights in the distance. She grinned wide, trudging up the bank to the side of the road so she could flag down the approaching vehicle. Right on time, Universe.