The porch light swings slightly in the breeze.
Empty.
Still.
My stomach tightens.
I turn back to the screen.
Something nags at the back of my mind.
A detail I’m missing.
A pattern just out of reach.
Then I realize what it is.
“Adam,” I say quietly.
“Yeah?”
“When did Boone leave?”
Russ answers.
“About twenty minutes ago.”
My fingers stop on the keyboard.
“Did he say where he was going?”
Russ shakes his head.
“Just said he was taking a drive.”
Adam’s eyes lift from the screen immediately.
The same thought hits all three of us at once.
The church.
I pull up the vehicle tracker on Boone’s truck.
Every Brave Team vehicle carries one.
Standard protocol.
The system loads.
The map appears.
But the signal icon is gray.
My pulse jumps.
“That’s strange.”
Adam leans forward.
