It seemed an eternity until flashing red and blue lights finally spilled down the coastal shore. Two officers emerged, pulling their jackets tight against the raging elements. Jonathan hurried to explain the situation, shouting over the wind. He showed them the drone footage on the rain-speckled screen. The officers zoomed in on the glittery name tag flapping in the storm. “That’s Mia Allen alright,” confirmed Officer Malloy grimly. “Let’s move.”
The two officers raced into the raging storm. Jonathan watched through the drone camera as their cruiser pulled up on the gravel access road near where the backpack had been spotted. He guided the drone lower, allowing the officers to glimpse Mia’s belongings up close. They quickly cordoned off the area.