The Purest Treasure--The Homicide Files (A Lincoln Munroe Novella, #2) by Harrison Drake

Author:Harrison Drake
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harrison Drake
Published: 2013-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

We decided to hold our ground and wait for more manpower. Two people would not be effective at searching such a large area, and we were spread out enough that we had every escape route covered. Of course, we were still working under the idea that he was in there.

The Toronto office had sent us a helicopter with three constables, a K9 officer and his dog. I couldn’t imagine what the inside of that chopper would have been like. The dogs tended to bark at everything that wasn’t their handler, and the helicopters seated six. Although I knew the dog would be crated, the idea of it chilling out on one of the seats was too rich not to imagine.

The winds had been picking up steadily in the two hours we had been waiting, bringing a dark wall of grey in from the east. We had a storm coming, and from the looks of things, it was going to be a big one. Our meeting point wasn’t far from shore and the sounds of the waves crashing and the wind whipping through the trees told me we had to get going. The thought of searching a narrow, wooded peninsula in the midst of a major thunderstorm didn’t bring with it any good thoughts.

Our wait was ended a half hour later when the sound of a helicopter approaching drowned out the winds and the waves. It landed on the road and out climbed three men, two women and one of the largest German Shepherds I had ever laid eyes on. For a brief and fleeting moment I felt a sense of pity for our suspect, and anyone else on the receiving end of one of the dog’s bites. The feeling was quickly replaced by the common sense approach: if you don’t run, you don’t get bit.

The pilot signaled me, the only way to talk with the chopper on the ground and the blades still spinning. It was a simple signal, he stuck out his thumb and pointed upward. I gave him a thumbs up in return and as soon as his passengers—both of the two-legged and four-legged varieties—were all clear, he took to the sky once more.

The pilot’s task would be simple: sweep the park, and check for anyone hiding in the undergrowth. The FLIR camera would pick up the heat signature of a person and that could be quickly relayed to the ground teams.

“Walker? Do you copy?” Time to see if the radios were working.

“Ten-four, ground. Loud and clear.”

Sergeant Carl Walker, helicopter pilot extraordinaire. The OPP had two choppers, both the Eurocopter AS350 model, better known as the “A Star”. It was a commonly used model, being used by military, police, firefighters, news media, and even for personal use. With a top speed of about two-fifty an hour and a range of several hundred kilometres, they were perfect for the OPP. Whether it was traffic control, missing persons searches, pursuits, or anything else we could use them for, they held up.

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