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boat, and even that was a long shot. Going out on the water would

be suicide.

He ran to the dock, where he learned that the last ferry had left

over an hour earlier and that the coast guard had officially suspended

all travel in and out of the marina and airport while the storm

lasted. New England was going to get pummeled with a good oldfashioned

nor?easter that night, and the impassable weather would

probably last into the next day. Lucas relaxed a little when he

heard that. He?d left Helen less than an hour earlier, after the last

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nbsp; ferry had already departed, so the chances were high that she was

still on island. Hopefully, she was in a hotel, and relatively safe.

He wasted a few more hours wandering in and out of every motel

and bed-and-breakfast near the ferry, asking if two women had

checked in that evening. Unfortunately, although there were a lot

of people stranded on the island and filling up the hotels due to the

storm, there were none that fit Helen?s description. Lucas knew it

was futile. No Scion would be stupid enough to walk into a hotel

with an unconscious girl slung over her shoulder and ask for a

room. Whoever had taken Helen may have broken in someplace, or

even bribed someone at the desk, but either way, Lucas knew they

weren?t going to announce themselves. He was chasing his own

tail, but still, he couldn?t give up. He checked back at home, found

out what Cassandra had seen in her next vision while he?d been

gone, and then ran back into the storm before his father could even

start to argue.

The wind was so strong it was tearing down trees and taking

apart the stoic Nantucket architecture. Even Lucas, as strong as he

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was, had to switch over into his supermassive state to stay