Neither of us slept that night, not really. Around two, I found myself sitting at Cole's kitchen table with the photograph laid flat between us and a legal pad Sera had produced from somewhere, covered now in the kind of scattered notes that came from two people trying to build a map out of fragments.
"The Northern territory's enormous," Kael said, rubbing a hand over his face. He'd been on the phone with Cole twice more since midnight, each call shorter and more frustrated than the last. "Even if my father's been making trips up there for years, that doesn't narrow it down to a location. It only points in a direction."
"Then we start with what we know instead of what we don't." I pulled the photograph closer, studying the tree line behind Amara and my mother for what felt like the hundr
