10.
Ingrid arrived at the spot Kate and Marcus stood. An officer had joined them and she could hear how Kate told him to get to the other side as Moira was alone. A bit unsure she walked to them. Ingrid stuffed her hands in the pocket of her pink jacket. 'Oy, any news?', she just asked.
Kate just let out a 'no', not even giving her look.
Marcus looked over his shoulder. 'I guess we need to go further'.
'Right', Ingrid just said, lifting her jacket a bit with her hands. She walked more towards him, to the left to come to his side. 'Marcus, maybe it's better to get some rest. I'll make you some breakfast.' The officer looked at her, as only one.
'That won't save Riley', Marcus just let out as he stared across the river. Ingrid sighed and now shared a gaze with the tall police-officer.
'We've got it all covered here. There are a few more on their way. We'll search the whole area', the dark haired man told them, and Ingrid nodded thankful. Marcus straightened his back and let his shoulders down; he started to feel exhausted, but he wouldn't give in that easily. Kate stammered something, something which sounded more like she was talking to someone else than them. Marcus wasn't the only one trying to fight his emotions by going on a search like this.
'Please, Marcus, I'm sure they call us immediately when there is any news', her fingers caught his sleeve and he looked aside, down upon her. Ingrid pressed her lips together and twirled a bit on her feet. The eyes of the small blonde told him enough; she wasn't here to let him be told what to do, she was here to help him.
'Kate', Marcus said, looked at his other side. Bewildered and interrupted she glanced up, as she was bend low. She let her hand wave up, backwards, like she didn't care that much. As long as she was out here looking for him, as long as there were more searching for him. Marcus looked back at Ingrid. 'Let's go', he said, sighing.
When they sat down in her Ute she looked at him. 'You're okay?' Marcus shook his head. Ingrid smiled softly; 'I guess you are not always that stubborn than', she said, grinning lightly.
He turned his face and looked at her; 'not always, I do admit some times you are right, short ass'. Marcus lifted one corner of his mouth shortly. He felt her shoulder bump lightly against his arm.
'I will remind that one for sure.'
'To use it against me, I know', he just replied. Ingrid smiled lightly and drove up, towards Killarney.