Chapter 45: Riley

THURSDAY. SOUTHLAKE, TEXAS.

"WHAT THE HELL HAVE you gotten me into?"

Riley ignored Casey's complaints. It wasn't like Riley had shoved him in the SUV. Casey had climbed in of his own accord after getting gear from his vehicle.

"The signal came from a hundred yards that way," Grant pointed up a gravel lane. A construction sign indicated a new office building development.

Riley took point, sticking to a few yards off the trail, still under the cover of trees. If they were able to track the laptop, what were the chances Mark could, too? And even if Mark wasn't here, they didn't want to give Erin's kidnapper any kind of warning they were there.

The SUV backed off the curb behind them and flipped a U-turn. Melody was on comms, but muted with the plan to wait at the gas station down the street.

"Mom and Dad are going to love this story," Casey muttered.

"Shut the fuck up," Riley said.

"Guys, we're sticking to silence," Grant said.

The darkness was fading with the coming