INVESTIGATION CONTINUES

POV: Ivory Wells

I sat at my desk and gazed at the jumble of documents and pictures that were in front of me. Even though my head hurt, I kept going. Not right now. Not when the answers were so close.

A tap on the door startled me. I called, attempting to sound calm, "Come in."

With a troubled expression, Hardin entered. "You've been in here for hours, Ivory. You must take a nap."

I gave a headshake. "Hardin, I can't. Too much is on the line. With a sigh, he took a seat across from me. "What have you found?"

I took a look at this picture of weird symbols carved into trees. "Luna claimed that these tattoos are the result of old sorcery. The kind capable of spanning universes."

Hardin's eyes got bigger. "You think this is how Callum survived?"

"Perhaps," I replied. "But there's more." I gave him another piece of paper. Examine this report from the previous month. In the vicinity of where these symbols were discovered, three pack members vanished."

"And?" Curious, Hardin leaned forward.