Leave it to Dale to be clear and to the point. He couldn't fault Joe for the two word response...he could see on the man's face how he felt. Jack felt just about the same way.
"Yeah," he agreed as he got to his feet and flipped open his wrist strap. A few quick taps of the buttons told him nearly nothing.
"He covered his tracks," he said with a shake of his head. "All we've got to go on is 1867. I...I guess it can't hurt to go see. If the stone is there, the signal will be clear upon arrival."
He didn't hold much hope that John had simply gone on ahead like some fucked up game of tag...with kidnapping.
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Date: 2009-09-12 03:16 am (UTC)"Yeah," he agreed as he got to his feet and flipped open his wrist strap. A few quick taps of the buttons told him nearly nothing.
"He covered his tracks," he said with a shake of his head. "All we've got to go on is 1867. I...I guess it can't hurt to go see. If the stone is there, the signal will be clear upon arrival."
He didn't hold much hope that John had simply gone on ahead like some fucked up game of tag...with kidnapping.