Marcus traced the transmitter's signal in eleven minutes, hunched over a portable console in the middle of Roux's empty sitting room while federal agents swept the rest of the house, and the answer he finally produced made Nathan's stomach tighten with a familiar, unwelcome recognition."It's bouncing off a relay about forty miles north," Marcus said, pulling up a map. "Rural property, registered to a holding company I've seen before. Meridian Trust Properties.""The Hollow," Nathan said quietly."The original site, yes. The federal government seized it after your sister's rescue, but the land itself was auctioned off eighteen months ago to a buyer who's never been publicly identified. It looks like Roux wanted us to follow this signal there.""Which means it's almost certainly a trap," Reyes said, his jaw tight."Almost certainly," Voss agreed. "But we can't ignore it. If there's even a chance Camille's being held there, we have to move.""What's the alternative," Nathan asked, more