Ivana Bennett took out her phone and saw a call from Logan Bennett. She hurriedly answered, "Hello?"
"Ivana, it's me... Logan."
"How did it go?" Ivana stopped in her tracks upon hearing his voice, "Is there a result?"
"We didn't find anything, no clues, no bodies... We have decided to give up. I called to... let you know." Through the receiver, Logan's voice was very low, "Ivana... I'm sorry I couldn't be of any help."
"I know you did your best, thank you. The date for my wedding has been set, please come with Uncle Joe, will you?"
"Sure, we'll see each other then."
"Goodbye."
Ivana hung up the phone and shoved it into her pocket.
Lucas Walker didn't ask, but he guessed the outcome from her few words, extended his hand and patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"This isn't your fault."
"Lucas." Ivana looked up at the full moon in the sky, "In your Western religion, is there a concept of reincarnation?"
