Point of Exhaustion

Bastian's P.O.V.

She had been hunched over the table for hours, staring at a smaller map covered in pins from the list of locations, trying to find a connection. Everyone who had been helping had long since gone to bed, deciding it would be safe to take a break for the night and come back with fresh eyes tomorrow.

Beatrix didn't.

So we sat together, looking for a pattern or reason for why Vera