The next morning, Jacob was in the post office trying to persuade the head that his plane was better than the last one in 1928. Beneath them was the mail team with Kiara listening in on the conversation.

After moments of babbling amongst themselves, Kiara announced the news.

‘ There’s gonna be another race. Winner, or winners, gets the job. Sitka, you need to persuade Dad into doing the race since Balto’s in hospital. Do you have any plans?’ She asked. Everyone’s eyes were on Sitka and he felt a huge amount of pressure being put on his back.

‘ When’s the race?’ He asked.

‘ In two days.’ Dusty replied.

‘ Dad will give in soon. If he doesn’t, then we’ll just do the thing that he hates and if that doesn’t work, we’ll get Dingo.’ Sitka said. Kiara knew what he was talking about and she didn’t like the sound of it.

‘ Are you sure? If we do that, then Dad won’t be able to trust us ever again and I just got back his trust last week.’ Kiara replied. She didn’t want to lose her fathers trust again; it was bad enough last time.

‘ Mom can persuade him.’ Sitka said. He could always count on his mother to help him when he needed it. Kiara gave in; this would be their only plan.

 A few hours later, Soul and Rex sat on the beach. Soul knew what she had to do, but it might not be that easy.

‘ Rex, you know that Sitka loves his job. Why won’t you help them?’ She asked.

‘ Soul, there isn’t going to be a snowstorm this season. That’s the only thing that can stop that plane. I’m fast, but what if I’m not fast enough? I don’t want him to run away.’ He answered. Soul knew what he was talking about. She didn’t want him to run away either.

‘ I know how you feel. But you both know that you’ll give it all you’ve got. Don’t do it for him, do it for me.’ Soul said.