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The way he wanted to keep doing.

But with the team out there, he couldn’t relax. He had to keep praying. “The helos and the plane will find them, right?”

Skye nodded. “That’s what I’m asking God for.”

He looked at Rio. “Your contact…was it Tristan Winters?”

Rio looked confused.

“He said he’s an informant for the DEA. That’s why he was up here with the militia.”

“Any idea what they’re up to?” The way Rio said it made it sound like a loaded question.

“We have copies of their files, but even Tristan didn’t know.”

Rio scratched his jaw. “Can I get copies of that stuff?”

Logan said, “Soon as Jamie lets me know what happened to the laptop.” He wasn’t sure she wanted Rio to know she had given the militia money, even if it was just to see what they did with it.

He should call Samuel.

And his family in Last Chance County.

Her mom too, maybe. If he could find the number for the place where she was in treatment.

“I appreciate it,” Rio said. “I’ve been looking at these people for a long while, and none of it makes sense. We need a break in this case. And by ‘we,’ I mean me.” He pointed at himself, giving them both a look.

Logan lifted his hands. “I already have a job. I don’t want to help with yours.”

“Good. I’m glad we’re clear about that.”

Skye’s lips curled up at the corners. “I’ll reiterate that with the others the first chance I get—when everyone is back at the jump base and we can have a boring briefing like it’s any other day and nothing crazy happens.”

“I’m going back to the office.” Rio kissed the back of Skye’s hand, still clasped in his. “If I can get your friends’ cell providers to give us access to their phones, we can run the GPS. Skye, you get to a computer and look up their tracker rings. Try and find them that way if the plane and the helos have no luck.”

He wandered out, and Deputy Mills came back in. “Logan?”

He nodded.

“The man with you and Ms. Winters…can you tell me who that was?”

“The one with the beard or the injured guy?” He had no idea if Mills was asking about Hammer or Tristan.

“I guess I’ll go find out.” Mills headed down the hall, away from them.

Skye said, “I wonder what that was about.”

Logan had no idea and no energy to do more than shake his head. Maybe the sheriff’s office had a reason to talk to Tristan. Something Logan knew about—or something he didn’t. Who knew? There would be a whole lot of paperwork after today. Probably a few reprimands from Tucker, though that guy of all people knew you put it all on the line for the woman you loved. He’d faced his share of gunmen protecting his.

Skye said, “You did good today.”

He frowned at her. “What do you mean?”

“Kept it tight,” she said. “You’ll make a great jump boss. Probably sooner rather than later.”

“You think I had it together? I led us into a trap and nearly got us all killed. Someone might be dead because of me.”

“You were solid. You held on.” She nodded. “That’s all it takes.”