Chapter Fifteen
“First things first, Jake, before you law enforcement types start into your rituals—is Jamie okay? Over.”
It had become apparent that two-way communication using the vents was going to be problematic. So after a bit of trial and error, a deputy lowered a walkie-talkie down through one of the wider holes and found the signal would work well enough.
After grabbing it off the line, Nick had handed the unit to Grace without a word, knowing what would be uppermost on her mind.
“She’s fine,” the sheriff said. “She’s in a car down at the Taggart place. Out of harm’s way. She told us to use Pooka when we couldn’t find any trace of you two at the house. Otherwise, we would’ve been waiting for the Search and Rescue dogs. And even then, we had a time finding that dog once he treed
