THIRTY
SLIPPING THE PAPER from the envelope, she unfolded it to find a business card inside. Just like the one she’d found in the PI’s box at the start of her adventure. Numbers. Two rows of numbers.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, running a fingertip across them.
He knew she’d know because it wasn’t a mystery this time. The top number, if it was the same as before, was an access code. The bottom numbers…
“What is that?” Styx asked, his eyes flashing between her and the road.
“Coordinates. He’s telling us where to go.”
“Let me see it.”
She handed it to him. They were together, she trusted him. Wherever those numbers led, she’d take Styx with her, so why not show him?
As his brow lowered, she asked, “What? What is it?”
“This is Gamma,” he said, handing the card back. “The top number wi
