The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1367

James's expression softened, showing a flicker of worry. "How on earth did my dad end up there? Did they manage to uncover what the archaeological team was up to this time?"

"Nope," Wyatt replied, shaking his head with a hint of frustration. "They're keeping it under wraps, labeled top-secret. The Archaeological Society is tight-lipped about the whole thing."

Even the Shepherd family was left clueless. James squinted, realizing his dad's mission was anything but ordinary.

The Archaeological Society wouldn't just wander into some regular old forest, especially not for a top-secret mission.

"I did catch wind of something intriguing from someone at the Society," Curtis chimed in as he strolled out of the cabin. "Apparently, the bigwigs are on the hunt for a gadget that supposedly lets you travel through time."

Wyatt looked up at Curtis, eyebrows raised. "Time travel? Have those guys at the Archaeological Society been binging on too much sci-fi? That's just too far-fetched."

It sounded more like a novel than reality.

Curtis shot Wyatt a knowing look, his tone light but pointed. "Ever met anyone from the Archaeological Society who was, well, normal?"

Wyatt scratched his nose, realizing Curtis was taking a jab at James's father, though he couldn't help but agree with the sentiment.

"Anyway, I can't buy into these wild stories. Just a bunch of scientists with their heads in the clouds," Wyatt scoffed.

"Maybe," Curtis shrugged, then turned back to James, knowing full well neither of them believed in such fairy tales. Skipping the topic, he added, "But the spot where the archaeology team vanished is definitely odd."

With today's satellite tech leagues ahead of what it was decades ago, it was strange that even in a dense forest, there was no signal at all, especially since Trevor was equipped with the latest tracking gear.

Places off the satellite grid are usually under special control, but this spot clearly wasn't one of them.