Tucker, Guzman, and Bull crowded around Gabe’s desk as Lillian spoke over the speakerphone.

Gabe’s hands fisted as he listened.

Thank God, the elderly Brit had bought herself a medical alert system. When she’d regained consciousness in the garden, she’d pressed the button. Obeying her demand, the monitoring company had patched her call straight to the station.

“Audrey could have gotten away, Gabriel, but that abortive, rooting hog named Baumer held a knife to my throat. The girl came back. For me.” The suppressed sobs in the old woman’s voice echoed the ones in Gabe’s heart. “Find her, Chief. Please, hurry.”

She started to weep, and then silence indicated she’d disconnected the call.

“Tucker.” Gabe looked at the sturdy old sourdough. “Can you and Guzman go check on her and the two guys who were on guard duty? Bring Lillian back to the station if she wants.”

Tucker and Guzman left, pushing past the people outside the office door.

“Regina is alerting everyone she can.” Caz came in, followed by Knox and Chevy.

“Baumer kidnapped her.” Knox rubbed his face in disbelief. “I thought he was a good guy. I even believed his shit about tourists—ate it up like candy.”

“We both did.” Chevy’s color was pale.

“That’s water under the bridge. Move on.” Gabe waved their remorse away. “Where would Baumer take Audrey? Probably not the PZ compound.”

Parrish undoubtedly wanted Gabe’s head, but a successful con man like him wouldn’t act this openly. He sure wouldn’t give Gabe a chance to search the compound, especially after last night when Baumer had been identified as a PZ.

In fact, going by Parrish’s past reactions… “I bet Parrish kicked Baumer out of the group hug.”

“He did,” someone said from the back. “Earl hit me up for money this morning. Like we’d still be friends after I saw that tape and how he and the other assholes attacked you from the back? That’s fucked up.”

“Where’s he staying now?” Caz asked.

The man shook his head. “He didn’t say.”

Baumer wanted revenge against Gabe…and Audrey would pay the price. Dammit, he’d never have thought the bastard would go this far. Would attack a woman or a civilian.

Gabe forced his fear back, needing to think, not react. Audrey, where are you?

First, they needed to ensure Baumer couldn’t get her out of the area. He pressed a button on his desk. “Regina, can you have spotters on the Sterling Highway, east and west? Baumer’s probably not more than fifteen minutes out. Text everyone a picture of him, his car, and license plate number. Let’s make sure he’s not leaving the area.”

For the first time, he was pleased with the lack of roads in Alaska. The only way out of this area was the Sterling Highway.