Chapter 29
Just outside the cave entrance, the darkness welcomed me back. It was full of bruised eucalyptus and hunger and struggle. Not far away, a tawny frogmouth hooted in a rhythm like a reversing truck, as if it was giving me an ominous countdown.
‘That way,’ I pointed, still with my eyes shut. There was a subtle trace of a whisper. A placid presence, wondrously waiting. It was so faint that it might have just been wishful thinking, but I was learning to trust my instincts.
‘South, maybe south-east. Possibly Melbourne?’ Bane suggested. I could hear the tightness in his voice. There was nothing he could say that would keep me from searching for Tessa, and he knew it. He was doing pretty well to not argue even though I could see the conflict in every line of his body. I nodded and to
