"So, you're saying you hope to find my uncle's whereabouts by retracing his last expedition?" Three days later, in the hotel café, Mr. Scott and Leonard Ethan were discussing the details of the commission.
"My father had already thought of all these things years ago. He had hired several private detectives and explorers at the time, but they only found a few traces."
"Can I ask when your father last looked for your uncle?" Leonard asked as if he had suddenly thought of something. "I know this question is a little abrupt, but--"
"There's nothing wrong in speaking about it," Mr. Scott shook his head gently. "That was about half a year before my father retired, about twenty years ago. He spent over a million kronor hiring five or six famous teams but found nothing."
