The Closed Slope. The Snowline Watch, #1

She read the mountain right. Someone signed her name to a lie that said otherwise. Neve Ardneth is the only person in Hollenbeck with the authority to close the mountain, and on the biggest weekend of the season she uses it. The storm loading the peaks above the resort is a killing one. She digs the snow, reads the fracture, and signs the pass shut, stranding two thousand holiday guests and every dollar the valley was counting on.
By first light her closure has been turned inside out. An order in her own hand, with her own signature, has reopened the gates she locked. She never wrote it. And two hundred people are already walking out onto the one slope she knows is about to let go. The pass is buried. No help is coming. The forecast gives her hours before the whole face comes down, and the only way to save the people on it is to prove a lie, empty a mountainside, and bring the slope down herself, on her own timing, onto ground she has cleared with her own hands.
Someone in this valley reached past her authority and took it. The last forecaster who stood where Neve stands died on this mountain nine years ago, on a call that was taken from her the same way. Neve means to be the one who lives. The Closed Slope is the first book in The Snowline Watch, a clean, secular high-tension suspense series where the danger is the weather, the clock, and the mountain, and the dread is earned without a drop of blood.
For readers who want a white-knuckle winter thriller they can trust, no gore, no foul language, a competent woman against a killing slope and a hidden hand.