Robert, along with several trackers, had been searching tirelessly through every abandoned home, neglected building, and even the old cabins hidden deep within the woods—places that hadn’t seen a visitor in years. The relentless downpour made the search even more difficult, washing away any trace of Kathy’s scent and heightening their anxiety for her and the babies’ wellbeing. Suddenly, one of the trackers approached Robert with urgency, explaining that he thought he heard a baby crying nearby. He wasn’t sure, though; with the rain hammering down, he wondered if his mind was playing tricks on him.
“Show me, where,” said Robert, urgency sharpening his voice as he tried to peer through the curtain of rain. The tracker nodded and gestured ahead, leading Robert and the others toward the direc
