Kim looked at him. “What are you going to do, Mr. Noah?”

He stared at her profoundly.

After a brief moment, he dropped the knife and fork before he wiped his lips with a napkin. Then, he pulled out a phone from his front pocket. He made a call and passed it to her. “This call ought to refresh your memory about Gwynn’s location.”

With trembling hands, she took the phone and put it over her ear.

“We’re collecting shells by the beach, Mommy!

“Mr. Noah sent someone to bring us here.

“He even