Chapter 51
Dead ends. Nothing but dead ends and grief and the growing certainty that whoever had taken her son had covered their tracks too well for her to ever find him.
But that was before. Before she had freedom. Before she had resources. Before she was Whisper119 full-time instead of just a prisoner with limited computer access.
Now she could search properly. Could dig deeper. Could use every skill and connection and piece of leverage she'd accumulated over five years of surviving in impossible circumstances.
Now she could find him.
She had to believe that. Had to believe that somewhere, her missing son was alive, was safe, was waiting to be found even if he didn't know he was lost.
More responses came in to her message, and Ravyn forced herself to focus, to evaluate each one cri
