started putting the first-aid supplies back into the plastic case. âIâm fine, sir, thanks.â
âGood. Listen, I hate to put a wrinkle in your day, but I have a favor to ask of you.â
Nikki frowned. Saying no to her boss was somehow harder than saying no to her mother. âIâm here with Tyler Grant, sir, weâreââ
âI remember you mentioned you were going climbing.â He paused. âTodayâs the anniversary of his wifeâs death, right?â
âYeah.â
âHowâs he doing?â
Tyler had met her boss during a joint military training exercise designed to increase the militaryâs ability to function in an urban setting. According to Carter, heâd been highly impressed with Tylerâs skills and instincts.
âHeâs okay. Weâre having a good time. The weatherâs perfect.â There was no use mentioning sheâd been clinging to the side of a cliff a few minutes ago, afraid for her life. âWhatâs the favor, sir?â
âI just got a call from a friend. Actually, I went to university with his father, and we stayed close until he died. The sonâs name is Kyle Ellison. Heâs not far from where you are with his sixteen-year-old sister, celebrating her birthday over the weekend. Problem is, she went out for a walk this morning and didnât return.â
Nikki glanced at her watch. It was just past eight. âHas he called the local authorities?â
âNot yet. Heâs convinced she probably just wandered off the path to get a closer look at some wildlife and sprained her ankle, something like that. He called me for advice.â
âHow long has she been gone?â
âHeâs not sure. She was gone when he got up, around seven.â
Which meant they were already looking at a minimum of two hours ago, and maybe longer.
There was another pause on the line before her boss spokeagain. âListen, all Iâm asking is for you to look into it for me. Iâll text you the address of the private cabin where theyâre staying. Interview the brother and the girlâs friends, then pass it on to the local law enforcement if you need to. The boyâs scared.â
âOkay. Iâll see what I can do.â
Nikki hung up the phone and glanced down at her climbing clothes. With her tan, lightweight climbing pants, orange T-shirt, and hiking shoes, she wasnât exactly dressed for the job, but it would have to do for now.
She jumped down from the tailgate. âThat was my boss.â
âWhat did he want?â Tyler asked.
She hesitated. âA favor.â
âHe wants you to work a case.â
Nikki nodded, trying to read Tylerâs expression. âIt shouldnât take long. A quick interview about a missing girl whoâs probably just lost out here somewhere.â
âI donât mind.â He shot her a smile. âAs long as I get some of your mamaâs cooking as soon as weâre done.â
Nikki laughed, hoping he truly didnât mind. Sheâd already begun sorting through the limited information she had. Because with missing persons cases, time was never on their side. If the girl had been abducted, at a mile a minute she could easily be across the state border by now. But hopefully the girlâs brother was right. Sheâd simply gone out walking and gotten lost or turned her ankle. Most kids who went missing were found.
Nikki tossed Tyler the truck keys that heâd laid on the tailgate. âTheyâre staying in a private cabin not far from here. Iâll pull up the directions on my phone while you drive.â
The familiar feeling of guilt swirled through her as she slid into the truck and fastened her seat belt. Because not knowing whatâs happening to someone you love can be the hardest thing in the world to handle. And something she understood far too well.
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Nikki shelved the guilt and worry as Tyler
Kami García, Margaret Stohl