Chapter 325

• Maurice POV
• I’ve been on the road since last night through the dark hours and straight into today. Farm after farm, mile after mile. I’ve checked every property in this region that could plausibly be hiding illegal workers. None of them appear to be employing anyone off the books though no one foolish enough to do so would advertise it. Still, I searched relentlessly for signs of people living unseen, traces of temporary shelter, anything that suggested hidden lives.
• Gilles hadn’t been precise. He’d deliberately withheld details from both Damien and me. But the small section of the map he’d indicated was enough. I hadn’t wasted a second.