Chapter 104. Frequency

We get to work using the ramps inside the truck to get the bed and trolley in, and he braces them in place with special metal clamps, hanging her saline bag on a hook coming from the interior wall and pushing the mobile one into a corner and ties it down. He pushes the devices into clamps, clips them along the wall parallel to her bed, and settles everything free-standing into holders or ties them in place expertly. Making light work of it, as I can only stand and frantically race a million ideas through my head about what we’re going to do.

“I have a cabin, my home when I’m not here. We should go there and try to wake her. They’ll track us, but we have a good head start, and I don’t know if we can lose them. No one knows about my cabin.” It’s a weird look, a half ‘happy he came up with a plan’ mixed with a heavy dose of ‘please tell me that’s a smart idea’ look. I can only shake my head and stare.

He’s not thinking this through or envisioning how well a wolf can track o