Damien nodded, his expression a mix of worry and determination. "Perhaps. It's starting to make sense," he admitted. "The more we uncover about the old Blackthorne's search, the stronger the connection seems to be. We have to consider the possibility that they are one and the same."
Wilma's mind buzzed with questions, her thoughts racing to piece together the puzzle. "If that's the case," she began, her voice tinged with a mixture of concern and urgency, "should we need to act swiftly and ensure the baby's safety? We can't allow the old Blackthorne to get their hands on him."
Damien's gaze meeting Wilma's with a shared sense of purpose. "Protecting the baby becomes even more crucial now," he affirmed. "We have to stay one step ahead of the old Blackthorne and ensure the child remains out of their reach. Our paths have crossed for a reason."
