Page 24 of Burning Justice
“What happened?”
“They just looked around, then left.”
He frowned. “That’s it?”
Beside him, Saxon glanced over. “Bro, you need to chill. She knows what she’s doing.”
Kane shot him a look. I’m fine.
“Ask her if she can find out why Raine’s comms went down.”
Kane ignored his friend and spoke into the comms. “Any way you can check on Raine?”
Sanchez came back, “Is she in danger?”
He relayed the question to Saxon, who shook his head. “We don’t think so.”
“Then it can wait.”
“Why?” Kane frowned. “What’s going on?”
“There’s a chopper coming in. I’m going to use the distraction to finish looking around the house. See if my father is here. Or if he’s been here.”
He didn’t like her tone. Sounded like she wasn’t saying everything. “Did you copy the computer files?”
“It just finished.” She was on the move. “I’m looking around.”
Kane said a prayer for Logan, who was in the hospital having tests done. Everyone was worried about him. Logan’s family in Last Chance County were finding out he was under the weather. After Kane had prayed for them as well, he prayed for a way that they could figure this out without Jamie having to worry right now or step away from Logan’s bedside to help them.
They needed a break—a way to end this.
No more searching or running down leads or ideas for leads. Just results.
He scrubbed his hands over his face.
Saxon tapped his shoulder. “Chopper.”
Kane said, “Any idea who’s on it?”
Sanchez didn’t answer. She probably couldn’t risk talking aloud right now. Saxon grabbed a pair of binoculars and zoomed in on the inbound aircraft. His buddy said, “Who knew our little Raine was part of all this?”
“Can’t choose your family,” Kane said. “She hasn’t left the base in weeks except to fight a fire. Maybe she only did now because we needed a lead.”
“I don’t like that her comms are down. Seems like she might’ve shut them off.”
“She probably just wanted a private word with her grandfather.” Kane wasn’t going to worry until there was a reason to. “Wanna stay here? I’ll sneak closer, check out the helicopter and who is arriving.”
Saxon shrugged. “I’ll reboot and try to connect with Raine.”
Kane pushed the door open and closed it quietly.
In his ear, Sanchez said, “You should stay with the truck. It might not be safe.”
He raced across the street and snuck around a house. “Safe is relative, isn’t it?”
None of these mansions had backyards. What they did have were exterior lights and motion sensors, so he’d have to be careful.
“I mean it, Kane.” She sounded serious now. Maybe even worried about him. “Stay in the truck. I’ve got this handled.”
