Enzo's POV
Gerry remained by my office window, altogether consumed with anything that he was gazing at. He laughed, and Romeo investigated him. I attempted to disregard them while I set my head back down to go over the guides of where the last kids were found, consistently along the waterway, at this point it wasn't profound enough for boats to traverse, canoes perhaps could, yet they were constantly spread out and in plain view like they needed them found and were simply provoking us. There was always a hunters barge or a rebel one adhered to each body; it was the sign they were undeniably connected. The area they were constantly found was never close enough to any packs to pinpoint one, and they were not even close to any human settlements, so it was a secret, as usual. One that had bee
