Chapter 87: The Rescue mission

The wreckage of the cabin continued to burn as the dragoons stood in grim silence, the weight of what had just happened slowly sinking in.

The only sounds were the crackling of the fire and the labored breathing of Faolan, who lay in Reilynn’s lap in the back of the SUV, her eyes half-closed in exhaustion and pain.

Parker crouched beside the vehicle, his expression hard as he gently stroked Faolan’s head.

"She’s hurt bad, but she’s tough. She’ll pull through," he said, his voice steady but tinged with anger that simmered beneath the surface, barely restrained.

Reilynn looked up at Parker, her eyes full of concern. “We need to move fast. Whoever took Conor and Kerrigan didn’t leave much behind. We have to track them down before it’s too late.”

Parker nodded, making a quick decision. “Reilynn, get Faolan stabilized any way you can. Use one the pills if necessary. She’s our best chance at tracking them once she’s strong enough. Get the Colonel on the phone ASAP—if you need to, drive farth