“There’s always an accident on the beltway,” said Laarz with a smile. “I hated to call you back in so soon, Ned. Did you get any sleep?”
“I’m fine.”
“Eric and I are going in. I’m leaving you in charge of the afternoon shift. Depending on how long it takes, you could be here a while. Are you okay with that?” Ned nodded. Laarz went on. “I want you to coordinate things out here and stay close to the radio. Ned, this is Sheriff Ford. He’ll give you a radio, and you’ll be our link to the outside world. Get some paper and take notes on anything significant you hear. The State Police will keep the press out and help you with security. Just run the park and stay in touch with us, okay?”
“Yeah, no problem. I’ll be fine. Good luck.”
Travis walked away from the group with his hands stuffed in his
