too.”
“ Alright.”
“ All I have for suspect information at this point is two men, poachers, wearing all camo, beards, one heavy set, one thin. Thin one was the shooter. Happened sometime before dark, no idea where the suspects went, or vehicle info.”
“ I got it. I’ll call Mike.”
“ If LifeFlight is available, have one of the responders prep the LZ. If I get there first, I’ll take care of it.”
“ Why do I have a sneaking feeling you will get there first?” Kevin said, sarcasm in his voice.
“ Because you’re a smart man. I’ll let you know when I get her down to my truck.”
“ 10-4. Good luck.”
“ She’s going to need it.” He pushed his phone in the holder on his belt and walked back to her.
“ Can you move your hand, I want to take a look at your side.” She moved her hand and extended her legs. The gaping hole was hard to miss.
How the hell is she alive? She ’s not going to live through this. Not possible. Fuck . He thought. It was easier to find a dead body than to watch a person die, not that Tuck took any amount of amusement in either.
“ Here’s what we’re going to do. My truck is parked about a hundred yards down at the trailhead. I’m going to help you and we’re going to walk to my truck, then get you a few stitches and call it a night. How does that sound?” He tried to convey empathy and confidence.
“ Better than the alternative of…staying here...” She kept her emotions in check.
“ Do you think you can walk?”
“ I’ll try…I need my bag…”
He helped her to her feet, but she didn ’t have any strength to support herself. He wrapped his arm around her and held her tight at his side.
“ I’ll make sure we get your bag later. Put your arm around my neck.” She obeyed. “Point this at the trail and I’ll get you down.”
She took the flashlight in her right hand and pointed it in front of them. He held her and suppo rted the majority of her weight. It seemed to take an eternity to get her to the truck. When they reached his GMC, it was a welcomed sight.
“ I have to move a few things around before we can get you in here.” He eased her to the ground and she leaned her back against the tire. Tuck opened the door and tossed his gear in the back seat, retrieving two wool blankets. He covered the passenger seat in one and tossed the other on the hood of the truck.
“ Okay, let’s get you in the truck.” Getting her into the truck was a production, but he succeeded. He wrapped the second blanket around her and buckled her seatbelt. It would be a bumpy ride out. She leaned her head onto the center console. Tuck ran around the front of the truck and barreled inside.
“ 2358, Green.”
“ 2358 go ahead.”
“ I’m 10-15 with the subject and driving down to the gatehouse.”
“ 10-4.”
“ Status of the units responding?”
“ 2351, 53, 54, 63, 68, 69, 602, 610 and 615—” Kevin took a deep breath. “Have been contacted and will be en route shortly. LifeFlight is waiting for the coordinates and go ahead on the LZ. And the ambulance has been en route for two minutes.”
“ 10-4, thanks.” They’d sent out the troops. Kevin was a man who knew how to do his job.
“ 2351, 2358,” Sergeant Kerr called to Tuck direct on the radio.
“ Go ahead Sarge.”
“ Any new information?”
“ Negative.”
“ Status of the victim?”
“ Alert and responsive. We’ll be at the LZ in less than 20.”
“ Huan should be there first, ETA about 30.”
“ 10-4.” Tuck would be the first one to reach the gatehouse, providing the terrain and conditions didn’t claim any tires, or other necessary components. He clipped the microphone back on the radio and turned up the heat.
“ How are you doing over there?” She hadn’t budged since he’d gotten her into the truck.
“ I’ve had better…days.” Her voice was much more