“Why would I panic?” I asked, but Nathan was already telling his phone to call John.
“Blaszek, is everything okay?”
“I’m on speaker.”
“Hello, Nina.”
“Hi, John.”
“What’s going on?” John asked.
“We have company.”
“Can you lose them?”
“Not likely.”
Once again, I heard them talking, but their words were more confusing than helpful.
“ETA?”
“Ten.”
“I’ll have the boys ready.”
“Copy that.”
The call disconnected.
“What does he mean, have the boys ready?”
“John will have guys staged at the end of the access road.”
He answered my question, but I still didn’t understand.
“Staged?”
Nathan gripped the back of his neck before answering. “SSI will block the end of the access road. Don’t be scared when you see their rifles pointing at the road.”
That had to be illegal.
“Can they do that?”
“It’s private property, so yes, they can.”
When we turned onto the road leading us to the access road, I asked, “Do you have to tell John you’re close?”
“He knows.” The scar on Nathan’s face scrunched up when he smiled.
“How?”
“SSI can track any of our vehicles and phones; it’s in our contract.”
It sounded like a huge invasion of privacy.
“Why would you let him do that?”
“Because it saves lives. That’s how we found Madi so quickly.”
