My feelings toward the Blackwells had never been simple. They had done cruel things real, deliberate harm and I hadn't forgotten any of it. But I didn't want them dead. The Morrigans were already broken. The Blackwells dying wouldn't bring anything back or make anything right. It would only give the Commander and his wife exactly what they wanted.
"Carl," I said quickly. "Contact Amber."
Lewis's expression tightened. "I can't reach her."
"Since when?"
"Since Rosbel Island. After we went our separate ways, contact just... dropped. I didn't think much of it at first, but when I started digging into what the Commander and his wife were involved in, I tried to reach her right away." He paused. "I still don't know if her family stayed on the island or if they've already gone back to the organization."
