Wyatt sucked in a breath as he realized what was about to happen.
“Garrett—” Wyatt started.
Before his colleague could do anything, the gun flashed.
Static filled the tablet screen.
Garrett muttered something under his breath.
Wyatt’s jaw tightened. Whoever these people were, they weren’t playing. They didn’t want to be discovered.
He grabbed his radio. “Confirmed armed individuals. Multiple structures. Coordinates incoming. We need state police response.”
When he lowered the radio, he saw Kori staring at him.
“Mackenzie is there somewhere, isn’t she?” she murmured. “She could be one of those figures inside one of the buildings. One of the figures who isn’t moving.”
“We don’t know yet. But maybe. Pete could be there also.”
“We need to get to the hospital and talk to the woman we found today. If she came from that place,” Kori nodded toward the dark forest beyond the lot, “then she might be the only person who can tell us what’s happening up there.”
Quiet understanding washed through Wyatt, and he nodded.
“And if Mackenzie is inside that compound . . .” Kori’s voice tightened, “then maybe this woman can tell us how to get her out.”
