CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
The blinking light is mesmerizing. It takes a nudge from Sam for me to lean over with our clasped hands and click the message open.
“What does it say?” Rose’s whisper is loud enough to startle the birds in a rainforest into flight.
I read the message out loud. “I am here.”
Elisa holds up her hand still clasped to Sam’s, her fingers splayed. The gesture stops me from speaking further. “We need clarification,” Elisa says. “Who is speaking?”
“It’s a computer. It’s not talking at all,” Berry says.
Rose shakes Berry’s hand. “Oh, hush, I want to hear.”
I close my eyes and sigh.
“Not possible,” Sam mutters.
I open my eyes. His gaze is glued to the computer screen. Candle flames flicker in his eyes. “What do you mean?” I ask him.
His stare darts to me then back to th
