Mallory stared at Callum. “Forty-two days.” Surely that couldn’t be right.
Callum nodded. “We’re better off going and camping out somewhere while we wait for daylight. It’ll be quicker.”
“I’m not tired.” Brodie set his backpack on the timber floor and took out a lunchbox, opening the lid to reveal a sandwich.
Mallory got her boots out of her backpack, dropping her mobile phone inside it since she couldn’t take it with her, and sat beside Callum to exchange the boots for her sneakers. “We have a lantern. Maybe we could do something instead of sleeping.”
“Isn’t night meant to be better for fishing?” Callum set the notepad and pen aside.
Mallory finished pulling on her boots. “I have no idea. I’ve never been fishing before.” She took her pen, notebook and the disc out of her backpack. “
