Lake Rodney One day, I'll slow it way down

Elwood watched Colt carefully, noticing the subtle shift in his expression before he responded more casually. He couldn't find any traces of anger or resentment in the lines of the male's face. Colt even called Finley by her family nickname when he asked after her. Elwood couldn't help but smirk.

"Frog's doing okay. Actually, she's out traveling right now," he said, delving into personal territory much faster than he had intended. But there was no way to talk about Finley without mentioning Lucy. "Our daughter was kidnapped and she's been searching for her." He paused; he had a lot of unrelated questions for Colt, about what in the world he was doing in the Teekon Wilds, but instead, he asked: "You haven't come across a black puppy with blue eyes, have you?" It was a long shot, he knew, but couldn't keep the words from slipping off his tongue, his voice tinged with worry.