He understood every word Elodie translated, but Yamao Jun couldn't make heads or tails of it either. How did Julian Vance manage to sketch out a general area on the map from those seemingly unrelated, rambling denials?
Moreover, judging from Ferdo’s terror-stricken expression, the area Julian had circled was very likely correct.
"Elodie, keep asking," Julian commanded softly. "Can we shrink that perimeter further?"
Elodie swallowed hard. She could see that the area her brother-in-law had drawn was causing the Frenchman to lose his mind. Yet, she had translated Ferdo’s words verbatim. She felt Ferdo was talking nonsense, so how could Julian narrow it down?
Julian, of course, wasn't actually analyzing the speech; the questioning was a smokescreen. In reality, Ferdo’s internal panic had a
