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They waited.
Ten minutes.
Fifteen.
“Text Gabriel,” said Hunter.
She did.
Hunter only waited seven minutes this time.
“Try Becca.”
Nothing.
Nothing.
What did that mean? Had something happened? Were they missing, too?
Or were they just partying on the back deck and no one was looking at their phone?
Either was possible. “Find Bill Chandler’s name. Ask him if he’s talked to Becca.”
She scrolled. Texted.
“Are you sure this is the right number?” she asked after a moment.
“Yeah, I just talked to him last week.”
“The text bounced back and said that line belonged to an account that has not yet been activated.”
“What?”
“Here, I’ll text Silver and ask what his status is.” She paused, typing. The response must have come back immediately, because he saw her scowl out of the corner of his eye.
“What?” he said.
“I said, ‘Checking in. What’s your status?’ He said, ‘Interesting question, Kathryn. What’s your status?’ ”
Now Hunter understood the scowl. “He’s kind of a dick.”
“Tell me about it.” She was typing furiously at her phone. The wind was making a mess of her hair. She looked incredible.
Then she said. “I’m telling him I’m with you.”
“Is that a good idea?”
“Honestly, I’m out of ideas. I don’t know what this means, and we’re in the middle of nowhere.”
He didn’t have anything to say to that. He’d driven her out here, and now something was happening and they were too far away to do anything about it.
He kept hearing Michael’s lecture from last night, about running from confrontation.
Now it was biting him in the ass.
“Huh,” said Kate.
She was killing him. “What?” said Hunter.
