“You’re sure this is the place?” Kylian asked when he, Todd and Ronnie, and Brett got to the location Brett had picked from the kid’s thoughts. They were standing on the top of a bluff overlooking the river. It was a good four miles from the Quarter, which seemed a long way for a kid to go to find a place to feel safe, in Kylian’s opinion.
“Yes, according to what I found using the 3D function of a map site on my phone. The area here matches—down to that.” Brett pointed to a bit of land jutting into the river, its surface covered with rocks rather than the trees and underbrush behind it.
“All right. Spread out and let’s hope we get lucky. And keep an open mind, literally,” Kylian suggested. “Who knows what stray thoughts you might pick up that might be from him.”
Todd and Ronnie went int
