“Are you sure?” Amber asked when Nox told her he had figured out where Noah was.
Nox gave a firm nod, his expression calm but his eyes filled with worry. He picked up the remote and pressed play on the television inside their room. The video rolled forward again, and the same scene appeared—the man in the film speaking to the woman, mentioning a place he was going to.
Amber’s hand flew to her mouth, and she gasped loudly. She turned to her husband with wide eyes.
“That’s it! We need to move then!” she said, her voice urgent.
But Nox didn’t share her sudden rush. Instead, his gaze darkened. He shook his head slowly and whispered,
“It’s not that easy.” His tone was heavy, carrying both fear and determination. Amber frowned.
“What do you mean?” she asked, confused. Nox took a deep br
