The sun dipped into the horizon as Elio descended the helicopter onto the helipad, the blades slowing as it touched the ground. Elio and Andrew slid out of the helicopter and quietly strode toward the mansion of Elio's—theirs.
They were at Brinton Island. Their secret place. The place that held the blueprint.
The blueprint was on this island. It had been buried here all this time, right on the palm of Elio.
When Elio finally locked the location, both he and Andrew found it absolutely shocking and ridiculous how they had been searching everywhere in the world, but it had been right in front of them all along, and they never noticed.
They found it absurd, and Elio felt utterly stupid. And then he had assumed his conclusion was wrong. He had made a mistake and found the wrong place. So, he went over the entire process again, but the result came out the same.
