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Everyone looked at her.
“Listen.”
The laughter repeated.
Exactly the same.
The same length.
The same pitch.
The same tiny giggle at the end.
Judy’s expression hardened.
“It’s a recording.”
The sound stopped.
Three seconds later, it played again.
Exactly the same.
I looked toward Wolf.
He nodded once.
“Someone planted a speaker.”
The Rangers spread out immediately.
No shouting.
No panic.
Years of working together took over.
Blaze circled the cabins.
Saint moved toward the tree line.
Ace covered the road.
Havoc swept the area behind the dining hall.
Max lowered his nose.
“Find it.”
He trotted toward Cabin Nine.
Instead of entering, he stopped beside an old lantern hanging from a rusted hook.
He barked once.
I reached it first.
The lantern wasn’t secured to the hook.
