Mott had checked all of Stucky's rental cabins. There had been no sign of the Wakes. It was dark when he'd found their car parked at the end of the road by Cauldron Lake.
It made no sense. They must have taken a wrong turn, but there was no sign of them, and the car had already been there for hours already.
Frustrated, Mott stood on the rotten ruin of the footbridge that had once led to Diver's Isle, before it sank beneath the waves years ago. The boss wouldn't be happy.
Departure Manuscript: Mott at Caldron Lake
