Paine had already bound the workers' hands and feet with zip ties.
His movements were practiced and professional.
This ensured the workers wouldn't be making any sudden moves for the time being.
Once he was done, he allowed them to sit up.
Meanwhile, Frank and Calio were searching the outpost.
They gathered all the scattered firearms, piling them up in the center of the yard. The collection of rifles and handguns was quite substantial.
Yves had just finished his careful interrogation of the workers. After jotting down key information in his notebook, he walked over to Feng Mountain.
"Sheriff, there are eight oil workers and one supervisor at this outpost. They're all here. According to them, though, the suspect has already flown to Dead Horse Town in Prudhoe Bay."
Prudhoe Bay?
'Isn't that Jeff's turf?'
Hearing the suspect's destination, Feng Mountain relaxed considerably. With Jeff there, the follow-up would be much less of a hassle.
