Cap shook his head. “She hurt her arms and feet.”
One of the EMTs reached out to her. “Let me help you into the ambulance, and we’ll take a look.”
Emma looked at him, and he nodded. “I’ll be out in a minute.”
He watched as she limped along with the EMT.
“What the hell happened? How did they find you?” Chief Mertz asked.
“I don’t know,” Cap replied.
Deputy Lander’s gaze hit the floor.
Chief Deputy Styles stepped into the cabin. “Deputy Landers, what happened? How did he slip by you?”
The guilty look on the deputy’s face said it all.
Landers swallowed audibly. “I fell asleep, sir. The gunfire woke me up.”
Cap’s face heated, and he bit back his anger. The truth mattered more right now. He gave the kid some credit, though, for telling the truth. Fessing up was better than not fessing up, and Cap was sure the chief deputy knew the answer to the question before he asked his subordinate.
Chief Deputy Styles’ laser gaze bore into his subordinate.
There was going to be hell to pay for Landers.
“Well, that explains why he slipped past you, but how in the hell did he find the location?” Chief Mertz asked.
“I don’t know,” the young deputy replied.
“Radio chatter?” Mertz asked.
“All our radio communications were on the secure channel,” Chief Deputy Styles replied.
Landers sighed heavily, and his shoulders slumped.
“What?” Styles asked in a tone that made Cap want to hide in a hole.
Slowly, Landers lifted his gaze to meet Styles’. “When I checked in here, I did it on the regular channel.” The deputy paused and swallowed hard. “I mentioned Glidden cabin. It was so quick I thought…”
The glare Styles shot Landers silenced the room. This kid was in deep shit.
Styles’ cell phone rang, and he pulled his phone from his hip and tapped the screen. Lucky for Landers for the moment.
“Uh-huh, okay. Call for a tow and stay with it.”
Styles clipped his cell phone back on his hip.
“Deputy Schneider found a dark SUV parked on the side of the road a quarter mile north of here. Ran the plates. They came back as stolen.”
“Our guy’s,” Cap said.
“Probably.”
“We’ll tow the vehicle to our impound and see what we can find,” Styles said.
“We need to find another safe house. Only this time, I’ll pick it and not tell anyone,” Cap said.
“No. Absolutely, not,” Mertz interjected.
