Free The Becoming: Redemption (The Becoming Series Book 5) by Jessica Meigs

“Sorry.” He stepped into the bedroom,
halting inside the door.
    Cade picked up Olivia, cradling her to her
chest and rubbing her back soothingly, and one of the infant’s tiny
fists curled against Cade’s collarbone. Dominic took another step
and set a canister and a bottle of water onto the bed.
    “I brought up another can of formula,” he
said. “There’s quite a few more downstairs. I scavenged all that I
could over the past several months.”
    Cade couldn’t muster a smile of gratitude.
“Thanks.” She started to pace the floor, attempting to soothe
Olivia’s whimpers. It was like the infant could sense that Cade was
getting ready to leave and that she was leaving her behind.
    “I heard what you said,” Dominic said, his
voice hesitant. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but…”
    “It was nothing,” Cade replied. “Don’t worry
about it.”
    Dominic sighed and came into the bedroom,
sinking down onto the edge of the bed and rubbing the palms of his
hands over his knees while Cade paced the room with Olivia. Cade
could tell he wanted to say something but was reluctant to do so,
and she gritted her teeth. She smoothed her hand over Olivia’s
back, adjusting the onesie the baby wore.
    “Spit it out, Dominic,” she snapped. “I’m not
in the mood to watch you dance around shit.”
    Dominic scrubbed his hands over his face. “I
know you’re not okay,” he said. Cade opened her mouth to argue, and
he put up a hand to stop her. “And don’t try to tell me you are,
because I’m not going to believe it. I don’t think there’s a soul
on this planet who would be okay after all the shit you’ve been put
through these past two years.” He paused long enough for Cade to
wander to the window to check on the progress of the dawn. “I also
overheard you a minute ago. I know you’re scared and hurting—”
    “I’m not scared,” Cade interrupted. “I’m pissed . I want to track down those bastards who took Brandt
and tear them apart. I want to burn the motherfuckers down and
scatter their ashes across the fucking planet. I want to make every
single one of them pay for taking Brandt away from me and killing
all of our people.”
    “You need to find out where he is,” Dominic
said. “That’s something I might be able to help you with.”
    Hope, that forbidden emotion she’d been
trying to avoid, welled up in Cade despite her best efforts, and
she turned away from the window to look at him. Cade knew that
Dominic could see the hope in her eyes, but she didn’t care. She
had to know what he was going to say.
    Dominic produced a large map from his back
pocket. He unfolded it, spreading it out to its full size on the
wrinkled comforter. “I took the liberty of trying to figure out the
potential radius of where they could have taken Brandt.”
    Cade leaned over the map to get a look,
though she couldn’t see much in the dim light. Dominic took a
flashlight out of his pocket, mashing the button on the end to turn
it on and shining it over the map. He’d drawn large, concentric
circles over the map that rippled out from the approximate location
of Woodside.
    “There are a lot of unknown variables,” he
said. “The range of one of those helicopters is about six hundred
miles. We have several possibilities.” He pointed to the smallest
of the circles. “This is about three hundred miles out from
Woodside in every direction. They could be anywhere in this circle if they flew straight from their starting point to Woodside
and back.” He pointed to another circle, this one much larger.
“This is six hundred miles out from Woodside. If they flew from a
starting point six hundred miles out straight to Woodside, they’d
have to refuel in Woodside to make it back to their starting point.
Of course, they couldn’t do that, because Woodside had no refueling
capabilities. They’d have to find somewhere that did. I’m thinking
there’s a possibility they had a refueling point roughly halfway
along