only kind of place. She needs to use her call sign and password to get us in there.” Trudy joined then and signed into her account. When Colten went to her private chatroom, he did a search for Wyatt’s call sign but didn’t get far. After a few frustrating moments, he turned to Dewey and shook his head. “This isn’t working. I can’t find any trace of him. It’s like he never existed.” Dewey stared at the computer for a moment then turned to Trudy. “Why can’t he find him?” Trudy shrugged. “One of the features of the chat room we went to is privacy. Whatever you chat about is erased as soon as you sign out. It’s a perk for those who know how to use it. You may meet someone and have a conversation with them but there is no record of it anywhere.” She motioned at the pages lying on the table. “That’s why I printed out the conversation we had last night. It’s the only copy anyone has of what was said out there.” Dewey sighed. “Can you help us find him?” Trudy hesitated. Turning she went back to the table and picked up her laptop. Bringing it back to the desk, she sat down and began typing. Dewey watched her fingers fly over the keyboard. Colten studied her method of searching and was amazed at her programing. She only paused briefly when he laid his arm on the back of her chair to watch her monitor over she shoulder as she went from place to place. Twenty minutes later, she paused in her search and sat back. “I found where he was last night. I don’t know if he’s still there or not, but he met me at that address.” Dewey leaned forward and studied the map on her laptop. It was an address in Port Arthur, another town not too far from Sabine Pass. “Can you make contact with him?” “I can try. If he’s online, he’ll get it, otherwise he might not.” She went back to the keyboard and began typing. “He might not respond if he’s waiting for the meet at six,” Colten reminded him. “He might not trust that it’s us and not someone looking for him. He said in the message he felt his life was in danger.” Dewey nodded. “I have to take that chance. Maybe he’ll recognize the message is coming from her and respond anyway.” Colten got up and wandered back to the table where the rest of the guys were sitting. He glanced over at Parker. “What do you know about her?” Parker shrugged. “Not all that much. She’s a friend of my sister, Janet. Why?” Colten barked out a laugh. “You all know I’m pretty good on a computer right?” They all agreed. “Well, I’m still learning, compared to her.” He shook his head. “Hell, I watched her search for Wyatt and still don’t know what she did to find him. She was going to places so fast, I couldn’t keep up.” Dewey joined them a moment later. He was grinning. “He made contact. It was Wyatt. He’s still alive. He said he would meet us in two hours. She gave him an address of a safe place she knows in Port Arthur. We’re going in there first to make sure there isn’t going to be any trouble.” “What kind of trouble?” Another of them asked…Danny Sheridan. Dewey turned to gaze at his men. These were the same men under his command in Iraq. They knew Wyatt and what happened that day over a year ago. “Wyatt wouldn’t say anything online, but he’s running scared.” “That doesn’t sound like Wyatt,” Cade Martin chimed in. Dewey agreed. He looked at the faces of his team in front of him. Danny Sheridan, Cade Martin, Colten Ragden, Parker Wayne, and Jake Gannon. “None of us know what he’s been through or where the hell he’s been for the last thirteen months. He hinted at something bad coming our way, but he didn’t say what it was. He said he would tell us face to face. He did however, make me verify who I was, so I know the info he’s got is worth it.” They turned to watch Trudy walk toward them. She had her laptop under her arm and looked anything but happy. Parker glanced at