Free Chasing Victory (The Winters Sisters) by Joanne Jaytanie Page B

phone out of his pocket and punched in the speed dial button for the office. He turned and headed back toward the boat.
    “SOCOM, Jack here.”
    “Jack, I need an answer on those plates.” Tristan said, never breaking stride.
    “Vehicle is registered to Biotec, part of the fleet out of Washington,” Jack said.
    “It wouldn’t be very practical for them to drive her clear back to Washington State, they won’t be able to keep her drugged that long. Where are the guys flying in with the helo?” asked Tristan.
    “They can fly in almost anywhere. I have them coming into a field about three miles from the dog show RV parking. But there is another small airport in addition to the Sacramento Airport located a few miles west of town.”
    “Best guess, Dave is flying Victory out of here and he will be using that small airport, it’s much less conspicuous. I’m heading back to my car. Get into the flight plans for that airport and see what might be flying out in the next couple of hours and where the destinations are.”
    “I’m on it. I’ll get back to you as soon as I have any information,” Jack said.
    Tristan was reaching the pier as he stuck his phone back in his pocket. The man that rented him the boat was already there. “Hey man, back so soon?”
    “Yep, she runs like a dream.” Tristan replied sheepishly.
    “I charged you for a half-day,” the man said handing Tristan back his card and a receipt.
    “No worries. I still used your boat. Thanks.” He grabbed the card and receipt and took off at a run up the docks: He covered the entire length of town and reached his Porsche as his phone rang.
    “Yeah Jack, tell me you have something.”
    “A Cessna 400 registered to the Biotec Corporation took off from that airport eight minutes ago.”
    “And you got the destination?” Tristan asked.
    “It’s a private plane, they didn’t have to file their flight plans because they flew VFR,” Jack said.
    “VFR?” Tristan asked.
    “Visual Flight Rules. Means they are flying by sight. If they flew by Instrument Flight Rules; IFR, we would have a destination. I’m trying to track them now. As soon as I get them I’ll let you know,” Jack said.
    “Okay, I’m heading to the field right now. By my estimation they should be touching down in about ninety minutes. Keep me updated on the Cessna. Transfer me over to Wyatt please.”
    “Will do.” Tristan heard a click as Jack transferred his call.
    “Hey Tristan. Tell me you have a plan.” Wyatt said as he picked up the phone.
    “I’m going to meet the guys when they come in. I want to know where that Cessna is heading. My gut says they are taking her back to their headquarters in Washington. I will leave my Porsche with Noah, Logan and I will head back to Biotec. As soon as Jack locates that Cessna, have him do a search on the layout of Biotec.”
    “I’ll have him get right on it. Good idea for Noah to take care of your Porsche, that way I can leave him with Payton for now. I may have Noah bring Payton in and put her in a safe house.” Wyatt said.
    “Don’t forget. She’s got four Dobermans. She won’t leave them. You will probably have to get them all home and leave the dogs with the housekeeper. She may agree to that, but she won’t leave them behind.” Tristan said.
    “Great, this keeps getting better and better,” Wyatt groaned.
    “Yep, and then there’s Willow.”
    “I almost forgot about Willow. Well, let’s take this one step at a time. Noah will stay with Payton for now. Hold on Tristan, Jack has something. I’m going to put you on speaker phone,” Wyatt said.
    “Hey Tristan, I’ve got their Cessna on radar and tracking it. I’ve also tapped into their communications. They are landing at the small airport outside of Seattle, due to touch down in ninety minutes.” Jack said.
    “Good work Jack. Hope you didn’t have a hot date tonight. The Captain is going to keep you really busy. Call me as you get any updates.” Tristan snapped