Lewis understood exactly what Keira was getting at, but the atmosphere just moments ago had been so intimate he couldn't resist teasing her a little.
Getting up, he threw on a robe, grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, and jotted down the coordinates he'd calculated. Keira immediately took the paper and started working through the calculations herself.
This was her strength, after all, and it didn't take long for her to pinpoint the South family's location.
Once she had the coordinates, Keira quickly pulled up a satellite map to cross-check. But all she saw on the map was open ocean.
That didn't make sense.
"It must be the South family's signal jammer," she deduced aloud. "It blocks any external scans, which is why their island isn't showing up. But I'm sure it exists!"
Keira had spent five days on that island, closely observing the sun each day.
The sun couldn't lie.
The air was fresh, unmistakably coastal.
