Page 14 of Grumpy Special Ops Bear: Ep. 1
But when I looked through my bag for it, the phone was gone.
“What the hell?”
I dug through everything, and then I got down on my hands and knees and searched every inch of my tent. It was definitely missing, and so were the other radios I had in case of emergency. Someone had been in my tent.
Heat pumped through my body as I balled my fists tightly.
What the fuck?
Who’s gone through my stuff?
Dammit.
What the hell will happen if one of them gets hurt?Help wouldn’t be here for hours, maybe even days.
This wasn’t a fucking game, and I was tired of them acting like it was.
Pissed, I rushed out of the tent. “Josh!” I yelled.
“What?” he asked, hurrying over to me.
“Someone stole our radios and the satellite phone. Those were our only means of communication in case something happened to one of us,” I snapped. “Someone went through my tent to get them.”
“Team, get here right now!” he yelled.
Everyone gathered around.
“Who stole the radios?”
Everyone turned to stare at their neighbors and shrugged. No one would fess up, and I wasn’t about to stay out in the wilderness with no radio. I might be a thrill seeker, but I wasn’t stupid. No radio meant there was no way to call for assistance. If anything went wrong, we were totally alone, miles from anyone who could help.
“This isn’t a damn game,” I snapped. “Whoever took them needs to hand them over right now. Otherwise, we’re turning around and heading to the nearest park ranger station.”
None of them moved.
“Okay, this trip is fucking over,” I hissed.
“Oh, come on, Trinity. They’re just playing a joke.” Josh laughed. “We’ll find them. I promise.”
But I wasn’t buying it. “This isn’t a joke. I told you this trip needed to be taken seriously. We’ll head out first thing in the morning. I suggest you have a talk with your group, Mr. Price. This isnothow I run my trips with anyone. No exceptions.”
I turned on my heel and stormed off to check on the rest of my supplies. Then I grabbed my canteen to fill with water. When I exited my tent, they were still standing in a huddle, talking too low for me to hear. I didn’t give a shit. They could think I was overreacting all they wanted. There was no way in hell I was going to stay out here with someone who thought stealing gear was fun and games.
I headed down to the river, fuming, formulating my plan. I’d take them to the nearest station and demand my bonus, and they could find their own damn way home.
I stayed by the river for a long time, growing angrier when Josh didn’t even come to check on me. And I was madder at myself for thinking I needed him to check on me.
On the positive side, at least I’d get to head home sooner. I might take the extra three weeks and go on a vacation for myself. That would be a pleasant change of pace.
Chapter 14
Fergus
Standing on the ridgeline,I watched the two bears moving through the woods, heading straight toward me. If anyone else had seen the bears, it would terrify them. It was abnormal to see a grizzly bear traveling side by side with a polar bear.
I lowered my rifle as they approached, and I growled in greeting. The huge polar bear was Grant, and the grizzly was Cutter. Both bowed their heads and grunted back quietly.
“What do you have to report?” I asked.
