31 Day Writing Challenge: Day 28 - 'Status Update'.

Status update: The former member of the elite team, Soldier 2605, alias 'Rafe' has been taken out. He is no longer a threat. I repeat, Soldier 2605, Rafe, has been taken out and is no longer a threat. He was taken out by Delta team, at eleven-hundred hours, on the west bank of Edgetby Lake, three miles South of his last known location.

Selene felt more than saw the strength leave Cleo's body as she crumbled to the ground. Great, gasping sobs erupted from her shaking form as Luca's fist hit the wall.

"Edgetby Lake. The west bank. With all that open space? Why would he...the plan was...even if they...or he...Edgetby Lake? There's no...wouldn't he? It's not strategically sound. Rafe would have...Wait, Delta Team...But they..."

"Selene? What's going on? You seem more confused than concerned by Rafe's death." Luca had a feeling that something was going on that he couldn't see but he was still a little angered by Selene's lack of emotional reaction.

"What if he isn't dead?" Cleo looked up at Selene with hope re-ignited in her eyes. "What if they we have a way of hearing all their communications? What if they are lying?"

"Selene! Shut up! Don't do this to my mother! Don't you dare give her false hope!" Luca was ready to explode.

"Luca, it's me. I don't do hope. False or otherwise. You know that. I do rational, I do logical. I do strategics, And I know how they think. And I know Rafe. I know Rafe as well as I know myself. Just listen to me for a minute. You know Rafe and I had a plan, right? Well, it didn't include him going anywhere near Edgetby Lake, but it was designed to make it look like Rafe was heading in that direction. Rafe is smart, strategic and he knows that open spaces are to be avoided when on the run. Even if he had to divert from the plan, he would not go anywhere near the west bank, it's nothing but grass fields. Team Delta is a defensive squad, not equipped to or capable of tracking and capturing someone as skilled as Rafe. Rafe is a skilled climber, survivalist, fighter, strategist. He would have outrun and outsmarted that squad on their best day while he was off his game. The North-East of the lake is mountainous with caves, trees and assorted creatures, perfect terrain for Rafe. I'm telling you,  something isn't right with this, My instincts are going off. They are trying to break us. They don't want us looking for Rafe, or into them. I really don't think they've got him. I don't even think they know where he is."

"OK. So how do we find out? How do we find him? Who is capable of tracking him?"

"Me, I'm the best chance of finding him. I know him best and my skills are equal to his. But they know that. If they know where I am, which they might, they could find a way to follow me, to use me to find Rafe."

"Then what do we do?"