“This is my husband Winston Winchester, and these are our associates,” Jane told her. “Miss O’Sullivan to reach Seth in time we must hurry. Please take the seat next to Rick our pilot, and he will fly us in any direction you tell him to go. Rick keep Alex informed on what we are doing.”

“Boss, I will give her the other head set. He will know exactly what we are doing.”

“Let’s go, which way Miss O’Sullivan?”

“Go back the way you came in, but go straight out. I will let you know in a few minutes. I must concentrate.”

“Alex did you copy?”

“Roger,” Angie replied.

“There is a man with red hair floating on his back south of here. He’s very tired and cold. There’s a bump on the right side of his head,” Shawn said. He sat in a relaxed position with his eyes closed. A few moments Miss O’Sullivan told Rick to turn south.

“A little to the east about ten miles,” They both said. Shawn became real quiet.

“Something is wrong, I’m losing the image,” Miss O’Sullivan said.

“Alex spread out a little and use every device you have on that bird I need everyone to keep a sharp look out now” Rick ordered.