Chapter 18
Kitka watched tensely as Elijah fiddled with the radio dial. “She should have found the channel by now. What’s wrong?”
“Don’t know. I should be able to hear her.” Elijah switched back to the weather channel. Nothing. He switched back to the emergency frequency. Nothing.
“Stick your head out and look back. Is she still there?”
Elijah did. “Still there. Coming along fine. What’s the problem?”
Elijah reached for the microphone.
“What are you going to do?” Kitka asked sharply.
“Ask her.”
“Don’t.” Kitka thought about it for a moment. “I’m afraid I know. Elaine. Don’t joggle her now.”
Kitka flipped on the police radio and reached the Anchorage Police Department. “Patch me in to the Anchorage tower,” he asked after explaining briefly what was going on.
“This is the Anchorage
