The smile on Nicholas's face disappeared the moment he slipped his phone back into his pocket. His expression hardened, his jaw tightening as he refocused on the chaos around him. The brief moment of domestic warmth was gone, swallowed by the urgency of the operation.
"Boss."
He looked up.
A young Beta officer hurried across the operations room with a tablet clutched tightly against her chest. Her footsteps were quick, purposeful, cutting through the organized chaos of the room. Her face was flushed with exertion, her eyes bright with the urgency of discovery.
"We've finished narrowing down the search."
"What did you find?" Nicholas asked
"We searched every reported area with multiple 'No Grazing' signs within a reasonable distance of the lands allocated to packs. We cross-referenced satellite imagery, land records, and civilian reports. It took hours, but we've compiled everything."
"And?"
"We've narrowed it down to five possible locations."
