She fumbled with the zipper on an inside compartment. “My phone. I have to find my phone.” “You won’t get a signal here.” “I have to find my phone!” She was panicked, and his bad leg stopped him from kneeling next to her to calm her down. All he could do was stand over her. He put the radio on the kitchen table and cranked up the volume. Taking her hands away from her backpack, he unzipped the pocket she’d been too shaky to undo, and he handed her the phone. She swiped at the screen. “SAR has been notified. We’re setting up an operation center at the campground…” Shit. Since the search-and-rescue team was all voluntary, it could take an hour for them to gather at the campground and start assessing the situation. The local SAR team was good—he’d listened in on plenty of their success stories over the radio these past few months. Chances were Josh was just hiding somewhere, scared he would get in trouble if he went back to his camp. But if he needed help, then he needed it now.
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