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  67. 3:46 a.m.

I try to think if Isabel ever opened any packages that I didn’t order myself. Would my mother have stuck with Amazon? She had to send the message anonymously, or it never would have made it. Even the review she posted was taken down right after I checked it.

Which means.

They knew I checked it.

Did they already bug my computer? Were they just waiting for my mother to get in contact with me this whole time? What other ways might she have tried to get in contact with me?

No, she did it out of desperation. I visualize her writing the review on her phone as she hid from her pursuers. It was a last minute Hail Mary. There had to be one more clue somewhere in the review. Something about the locations. Some sort of proof.

I remember the review word for word and recite it under my breath.

My wife and I saw this movie on our first date eight years ago. It was love at first site. We watch the movie every year on our anniversary, August 5th. Smith and Jones are amazing together and Heghil did a great job directing. My nine-year-old, April, loves the movie too. She gives it twelve stars.

Five sentences.

I repeat it twice more, but I have squeezed the words dry. They have nothing left to give.

Was that it? Did I get the review right? I think so.

But I feel like I’m missing something.

The title of the review.

I think back.

There was a title? Right?

It takes a long minute.

This Movie Rocks!

How did it take me this long?

Rocks.

The guys who bugged my house easily could have bugged my cell phone, and I don’t want to use it to search up anything on the internet. I stand up and grab the iPad off the stand just in front of the receptionist. I exit the vet homepage and search Global Geologist Unlimited.

The company’s web page is the first hit, but this isn’t what I want. My mother wouldn’t be able to manipulate the code of their website.

But Wikipedia on the other hand.

I load the Wiki page for GGU.

I’ve visited the page before and scroll down to the bottom where they list the locations and coordinates of their drill sites.

There are twenty-five entries.

Last time I’d checked, there were twenty-four.

There is a small number next to the twenty-fifth entry — the reference number.

I scroll to the bottom and read the reference: “SB.”

Sally Bins.

It had to be.

I look down at Lassie and say, “Greenland?”

I’m not all that good with geography, but I’m pretty sure Greenland is up near the Arctic, east of Canada. It would be uninhabitable conditions, though if you were hiding a secret prison this might be a perfect spot.

“Mr. Bins, that iPad is for signing in only.”

I ignore her.