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A Jeep Grand Wagoneer.
From there, Folsom had done her magic and not only tapped into the OnStar on the vehicle but had also tapped into their camera system.
“I can shut it off,” she said. “Take over control of the car completely using the onboard computer. But my worry would be he’d just steal another one that I couldn’t control like this.”
“We need to be in place when you do it,” I said, looking at Sam.
Sam nodded.
“Where is this car located?” I asked.
It’d been a little over fourteen hours since the abduction.
They could be anywhere at this point.
“Utah,” she answered. “Park City, to be exact. A tourist town. Look at all the snow on the road.”
My belly hitched.
Snow meant difficulty flying.
“What’s the weather like there?” I asked, looking at my watch as if that would give me all the answers I needed.
“Sunny and high of fifty. For the next three days,” she answered, almost reading my thoughts. “You can fly there easily. I can keep an eye on his whereabouts as we move.”
I gestured to Sam. “Let’s get the helo fueled up, then we can go. I can carry four people total.”
Sam looked at his watch. “I have the fuel. We keep it on hand for other landings from family.”
Ten minutes later, I was doing my preflight checklist while Sam was fueling us up.
Fifteen minutes later, I was in the air and flying toward Utah.
“Gonna need a fuel up halfway,” I said as I flew. “Can you find us a place to land and do that, Folsom?”
Folsom proved herself.
Time and time again, she found me what I needed before I’d even asked.
Though she was sitting in the back of the helo now since Sam had taken the front, she’d still given me her every thought as if she was sitting right next to me. Even Sam had cracked a smile a time or two, despite his utter horror at the situation.
Bayou sat beside and to the left of Folsom, and she allowed Bayou to keep hold of her phone for the entire two-hour trip. His eyes never left the screen, and instead of saying she needed her phone back—which she likely did—she’d let him have it to give him peace of mind at seeing his son in the back seat of that car.
“Up on your left is a place to land,” she said. “About a half a mile out. There are two cars already there waiting.”
I frowned as I thought about the logistics of this.
How had she…
“I know a few people up here,” she explained. “They’re fellow hackers.”
I glanced at her in the mirror, then nodded.
Hacking, from what I understood, was a weird business. They hated each other, always going out of their way to make sure that they one-upped the other person, but when in need, they were always willing to lend a helping hand.
Sure, that helping hand always came with conditions, but it was a helping hand still the same.
“See it,” I said as I started my descent.
