Chapter 17

“Hey Cyrus, I brought a little surprise for you. You spoke, but never met. This is Sam, the new guy at Elk Pond radio.”

I walked in behind Brett, and looked at the fragile man lying on the bed. Cyrus didn’t look old, just…weathered.

“Howdy Cyrus, it is nice to finally meet you in person. The guys at the station say you rarely come in.”

“Golf Mike Kilo Romeo—that’s the only way we ever spoke before. I like flying off the lake and communicating by radio. I don’t do so well in person. Thanks for what you did. I hear it was pretty smart.”

“When all the vectors seemed to indicate a lake as the source of the ELT, you were the only one I could think of who would be on one. I checked your flight note though, and there was no mention of that place on your itinerary.”

Cyrus quickly looked away. After a few moments, when he realized he wasn’t going to be questioned on the discrepancy, he looked at me. Then he glanced over at Brett.