Back inside the lodge, Henry brewed coffee while Sophie sat at the kitchen table, jotting down notes and reviewing the scans from her equipment. The wind howled outside, and the fire in the wood stove cast flickering shadows across the room.
“This is above my expertise,” Sophie admitted, setting her pen down. “I know people who specialize in glaciology and paleobiology. If anyone can help us figure this out, it’s them.” “You’re going to call them?” Henry asked, handing her a steaming mug of coffee.