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Dex and Mason parked outside the fire station where Braden Wright and Wray Allen worked. Wray was still off, but Braden was supposed to be on shift. The crew was wandering around, inside and outside, checking equipment and cleaning.
With a silent nod, both men got out of their SUV and headed toward the first guy they saw. Having worked in a team environment, they understood how the firefighters were likely to protect each other.
“How ya doing?” Dex asked as they approached. “We’re looking for Braden Wright.”
The man looked up and catalogued the two of them, including the logos on their shirts. “And you are?”
“I’m Ryker Hamilton and this is Mason O’Connor. We work for F-BOMB. We’ve been helping the police with Wray Allen’s disappearance,” Dex explained.
“Allen’s back. He was in a ca
