Chapter LXXVI

 “Honestly, I am still lost,” Matthew pronounced.

“That makes two of us,” Meake seconded.

“Make that three,” Peterson declared.

Jean continued, “Alright, before we get to make that six, let’s just ask ourselves one question,” Meake interrupted, “Which is what detective?” he asked.

“I was going to that captain…which is the question of what’s the common thing in all this from the beginning to this moment?” Jean enquired.

“Seriously, how many times are we going to ask ourselves that question?” Jonas probed.

“I guess as many as possible until we get what we are looking for…or…should it be who we are looking for,” Claire answered.

“Forgive my asking but, where are you going with this detective?” Meake asked.

“What I mean is, maybe the Clairvoyant has always been steps ahead of us bec