Chapter 75
“If that truly is the case,” Svetlana murmured, her eyes clouding as she sifted through centuries of memory, “then I can use that link. I can trace Baltasar’s lineage directly to her.”
“What good would that do now?” Wyatt asked.
“Get her true identity, of course. Right now, we call her Adeline because that is the alias she has been using,” Svetlana reasoned.
“Shouldn’t we be hunting her instead of dissecting the past?” Rylee interjected, her voice strained. The weight of the centuries-old history lesson was finally crushing her; she was vibrating with a desperate need for action.
“Her vessel is modest,” Svetlana replied, her tone infuriatingly detached. “Fifty miles per hour at best. To reach Baltasar, she has days of open water. And that is assuming the Atlantic doesn’t de
