GATOR DIVING
Jeffery and Dom had scurried about packing their personal belongings. I didn’t have many possessions. I finished in less than ten minutes, throwing a few items in an army green backpack.
When I stepped outside, I noticed the tracking device laying on top of the jeep’s hood. I went straight to the car and gathered the tracker in my palm, carefully examining it. The device was the size of a dime with a tiny, blinking red light. I assumed the light was the homing mechanism.
I began thinking that if we sent this thing in the opposite direction, it might buy us some time. I glanced over at Aidan. A spike of hope stirred. Luck might be on our side after all.
His eyes were fixed on me as he stood there, tied to the tree. If he so much as sneezed, the magick rope would tighten its
