Flint's head hurt. His team seemed to be going around in circles on this rescue mission. While they had the coordinates to Hawk's location, the natural minerals found in the mountain seemed to be affecting their equipment. He only hoped Cobra was having the same difficulty.
He looked expectantly at his tracker as he approached. Spirit, one of the few Native Americans on the GI Joe team, had volunteered to join the group, knowing they would have need of his skills. He looked grim as he spoke.
"Someone has laid several false trails and while they are good, I don't know how long they would fool anyone. I don't know if Cobra would take the time to do it, so we must assume it was Lady Jaye, or a third party, although I don't sense anyone else on this journey."
Flint's head started to throb. "So, what you're telling me is…."
Spirit nodded. "I've been able to locate the true trail, but I'm not sure if it leads to our destination, or away. Either way, we'll find one of our missing ones."
Flint glanced at his team. They weren't a large contingent to begin with, but maybe between himself and Scarlett, they could split up and follow a path Spirit could lay out for them. He said as much to the tracker, who nodded, agreeing with his plan as he explained it.
Flint's hand strayed to his pocket during the discussion and his mind wandered briefly to the source of its silence. He just hoped she was okay and wasn't doing anything foolish.
I'll find you, he vowed quietly. Just stay safe.
