But there were no signs of a helicopter landing nearby.

"Didn't you say it went north?" Jackson Four's lips were trembling. "The helicopter headed north…"

"And what, it can't change direction mid-flight?" Mason's voice was icy cold—colder than a winter wind, slicing straight to the bone.

"I've already sent people to check the other helipads too..."

"It's raining today. If they were in a hurry, they wouldn't risk changing course. ...