Chapter Three
"Gunny, pick up," Scout hissed the order into the cell phone.
Normally, she was lucky to get three whole bars on the device. The service on the Silver Star Ranch was notoriously hit or miss. But it was a cloudless day. A flock of five birds flew in formation, mirroring the strong signal on the face of her phone. The only problem was the electronic chirping of the ring tone from the other end of the phone.
"Gunnery Ulysses Silver, you better pick up this phone or so help me—"
A long beep cut off Scout's threat to her sister. Scout yanked the phone from her ear and glared at the device. With a huff, she hit redial.
"I know you're there," Scout huffed into the receiver. In response, the phone rang and rang again. "They get cell service out in the middle of...where is she ag
