By midday, the morning had disappeared almost as quickly as the previous two days had. They spent several more hours wandering through the village, stopping by Casâs grandparentsâ house again briefly and returning to the coastline once the tide had changed. When they finally headed back toward Casâs childhood home for lunch, the sun had climbed high above the Norman countryside. Ryou walked beside Cas. Their conversation had drifted toward the fossil. Specificallyâ Whether Ryou should sketch it before putting it somewhere safe once he returned to Domino. âIâll probably draw several angles,â Ryou said thoughtfully. Cas smiled. âI expected nothing less.â âThe internal pattern is interesting.â âYouâre going to research crinoids now, arenât you?â âYes.â âTonight?â âOn the plane if I am able.â Cas laughed softly. âOf course.â The house came into view. Neither noticed anything unusual at first. Cas opened the front door. Ryou stepped inside beside him without stopping at the threshold this time. Thenâ A voice drifted from the sitting room. ââŚIâm only saying itâs become impossible to walk through the village without someone mentioning Casimir.â Cas stopped. The voice was familiar. Too familiar. His uncle. Marc. His father answered with obvious amusement. âThatâs hardly unusual. Half the village remembers him from when he was small.â âYes, but apparently this time he has given them considerably more interesting material.â âWhat material?â âA silver-haired British boy.â They stepped Ver mais