I watched them walk over to me, keeping my expression neutral. I barely twitched when Brock moved upwind of me.

”What next?”

Bhuto gestured. “That is something you will tell us, Sean.”

I didn’t like the sound of that and showed it. “How so?”

”Understand, we are here to help you, but we are also here to help your father, and we could not — can not — do that without you. You are our link to him.”

I looked up at the stars in the midnight sky (one thing I always forget is how many more you can see) and blew out a breath between my teeth while I thought.

Finally, I said, “how do we do this?” I was looking at Bhuto, but he gestured to Brock.

Brock was holding a silver needle.