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Friday, August 10, 2:45pm, SARS Cabin, outside Boulder, CO (8:45 AM Saturday, Tracy Island)
"I can't believe you're taking this so calmly!"
Luke barely looked up from the piece of wood he was carving. "There's nothing to get excited about, Jess," he replied quietly.
Jesse Hanson sat down in the chair across from him. "C'mon, Luke, you and Barry were together forever. Aren't you at least a little upset over this?"
More than I'll ever let anyone know. Luke shrugged. "It's not like we'll never see each other again. I'm off to L.A. for a few days anyway."
"You're serious about that, too?" Jesse picked up the newspaper from the table and read the circled ad.
"Environmental Consultant needed.
An exciting career opportunity with one of Fortune Magazine's top 500 companies. Tracy Industries has long been known as one of the most innovative, diverse, forward thinking and ethical companies in the world today. The successful candidate for the position of Environmental Consultant will further our goals to preserve the environment by researching potential development sites and presenting ideas to maximize the functional capacity of a new site while minimizing the environmental impact. Extensive traveling may be involved. Five years of experience in natural sciences a must. Piloting skills optional."
"Tracy Industries, huh?" She shook her head. "Somehow I don't see you working in an office, Luke."
"I won't be in an office, at least not all the time. I've done some background checking on the position. It's mostly fieldwork." He carefully shaved off another strip of wood. The twig was starting to look more like the chain he had envisioned, than an aspen branch. "I think it's just time for a change. Besides, it's just an interview. There's no promise that they'll hire me."
"Here's hoping that they won't. We don't want to lose you!"
Luke ignored her, and after a few minutes, Jesse sighed and picked up her book.
Suddenly, Luke's German shepherd, Rommel, got to his feet and walked to the window, whining. "What's up, boy?" Luke asked, walking over and glancing out the window. "Rain's gotten worse."
A loud rumble sounded over the cabin, fading away as fast as it had come. "What was that?" Jesse asked.
Luke shook his head. "I have no idea. Sounded like a plane, but too low." He peered out into the storm, his blue-grey eyes straining to see through the storm.
"I'll get Irwin to call headquarters. See if they know anything." She got up and left the room.
Luke ran his hand over Rommel's head. "Well, boy, think we'll have to go out?" The dog merely wagged his tail and gave his master a quick lick before going back to stretch out in front of the fire. "Nice, Rom, lazy thing. No more treats for you."
Jesse came back in, followed by Irwin. The tall black man smiled. "We're clear. Headquarters has received nothing about a plane going down anywhere. They'll keep us posted if that changes."
"I'm sure they will." Luke sat back down and got back to work on his wooden chain.
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The crackle of the radio, almost two hours later, startled them all. Irwin hurried to the other room. He returned a few minutes later. "We should have listened to Rom. A jetliner went down somewhere in the vicinity. For some reason the plane's emergency transmitters aren't working. One of the passengers managed to get a hold of International Rescue and they pinpointed the location. I've programmed it into our equipment. It's not far, probably about 2 miles or so."
Luke was already fastening a bright orange vest around Rommel. "Let's get going then. Even though the storm's stopped, we haven't got much time before nightfall."
"Right." Jesse ran off to get the other members of their team ready.
Luke pulled on his own jacket and hurried out the door. He opened the garage door and quickly started the ATV. While the engine warmed up, Rommel leapt on the back of the bike and lay down on the pad attached to it. Luke fastened a pair of straps around the dog's hips and shoulders. Then he turned to the rest of the team. "You've all got the co-ordinates on your GPS?" The team nodded in unison. "Then let's move out. Go as fast as you can. The other teams will be converging at the same time. Irwin, how many did they estimate were on the plane?"
"Roughly 200 passengers and 8 crew. It's an off weekend, so the plane wasn't full." Irwin replied.
"Thank God for small favors. All right then, people, move out!" Luke climbed onto his ATV, and gunning the engine, led the others into the forest.
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