“Tell me I’m right, bubba,” Matt said to Sebastian, after what seemed like an interminable wait for the telephone to ring. He knew he was right. When the tracker found the camp site at Eugenia Mine, Luke told Matt he was afraid he was right. They had to be sure before they pulled resources off other possible routes.
“It’s not good for you, but you are right,” Sebastian said. “I ran the plates like you asked and one is definitely a big time bogus. I know Hayes is a son of a b***h, but he does good work.”
“I’ll buy you a beer when I get back,” Matt promised, before cutting the connection.
Luke looked resigned. “Don’t tell me. Wild Basin.”
Matt didn’t answer, just bent over the map again. “Here’s what we’re going to do—“
“That’s crazy,” the ranger objected. “She’ll never make it up that
