Page 93 of Silent Target

“I know.”

Mac doesn’t defend himself. “I’m sorry.”

The apology is inadequate.

It’s also sincere.

Caleb studies the satellite feed.

The southern convoy consists of three vehicles. It isn’t traveling directly to Texas yet. It’s heading toward a small airfield where a transport aircraft is waiting.

“They’ll fly from there,” I say.

“Giving Blaze several hours,” Fathom replies.

“Not enough,” Mac warns.

Caleb looks at Cobra. “Contact him.”

Cobra’s smile disappears. “You sure?”

“Yes.”

“What do I tell him?”

“Company is coming.”

Cobra steps away and places the encrypted call.

I watch Caleb.

“You aren’t going after the southern team.”

“No.”

“Because you trust your brother.”

“I trust the entire town.”

Something in his voice makes me curious.

“What kind of town is Eagle River?”

“The kind that notices strangers.”

Rook almost smiles. “Especially armed strangers.”

Cobra returns.

“Blaze answered.”

“And?”

“He’ll have Felicity gone in two hours.”

The tension in Caleb’s shoulders eases.

Only slightly.