his
face pure, controlled fury. “Kathryn—”
“Just tell me one thing,” she said and
crisply folded her arms under her breasts. “Are you telling me the
truth about this search? Was Tommy's PLS really Larch Mountain? Did
he really wander off?”
He didn't answer and she didn't expect him
to. Kat hated when he got like this. When it was his way or no way.
He decided the plan, the where and when, and nothing she said could
change his mind.
“I'll check in with you later,” Spencer
ground out, his voice cold, exact. “For now, get your teams
prepped. We move at first light.”
Frustration boiled in her blood. She did not
take orders well and he knew it. “If you think you can just—”
The look he shot her killed the rest of her
threat. Anger kept his features sharp, his eyes burning, his
expression still. One of these days she'd learn to defy that
look.
Today wasn't one of those days.
FOUR
Kat made a beeline for her mobile command
center before she said something else to earn another one of those
looks from Spencer.
The forty-foot motor home had everything she
needed to run a search. State-of-the-art radio equipment lined the
walls of the gutted out bedroom. GPS trackers. SAR packs with
everything needed to survive in sub-zero temperatures for days. She
spared no expense when she created K-SAR. The private funding she
received each year allowed her to do what she wanted when she
wanted, all without having to jump through the hoops she used to
when she worked for the state.
She loved everything about her job—except
having to solicit people richer than God for money to fund K-SAR.
Still, it was far better than the alternative of hearing those
dreaded three words. No one should ever have to hear not enough
resources as an excuse when desperate to find a loved one.
Travis stepped out of the Com Van. “Howdy,
boss. Who's that with you?”
She glanced over her shoulder to see Spencer
walk toward the woods. No doubt he'd be meeting with the rest of
his TREX men. They rarely made themselves known, but she knew
they'd be close. They always were when TREX had anything to do with
her searches. It bothered her to have a group of grown men-in-black
babysitting her, but she knew to pick her battles. Fighting the
covert agency would be futile. Besides, they called her in on this
find. They had every right to be here.
“Is that Spencer?”
“Yep,” she answered, not wanting to give
Travis anything more until she had better answers surrounding this
search. And she'd get them, but not at the expense of Tommy
Miller's life. She'd put her teams into the field first and get
them started. And then she'd get her answers.
Travis's attention hadn't left Spencer since
he spotted him. “What is he doing here?”
“TREX called it in.”
“Shit. Why the hell didn't Rand tell me
that?”
She looked at him. “Why would that
matter?”
Travis put his hands up and took a step back.
“Still touchy about TREX. Got it and don't blame you one bit. If I
had an ex with a covert agency and who built our entire
relationship on lies, I'd have serious issues with working with
him.”
Kat didn't want to get into this with him.
Travis hated when K-SAR worked with TREX. She kept her voice steady
as she focused on the search. “Get the Operation Leaders from each
of the teams front and center. I want to brief them and get them
ready to deploy.”
“You're the boss.” Travis walked off toward
the crowd to get the OLs moving.
She brought her attention to the front of the
Com Van where they always pitched the large wall tent for the
family. She should check in with them and introduce herself. God
only knew what story Spencer concocted when he'd talked to
them.
When she rounded the corner, she stopped,
baffled. The tent wasn't there. Where'd they place the family camp?
A quick glance around for anything that would be big enough to
house the family of a lost little boy came up empty. Where was this
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