Hannova said. “Are you sure?” “No. In fact, I’m very unsure,” Mr. Parvel said. “But there was a map in the library that makes me think there is a way. Or was at one time. But I never studied the map closely. My grandfather gave me strict instructions to keep it secret, and I thought the less I knew about it, the better.” Hannova drummed her fingers on her desk, looking like she was thinking a million things at once. “You might have mentioned this when Elder Naseph took everything from the library. If the Republik has that map . . .” Mr. Parvel stiffened defensively. “I didn’t see any reason to bring it up until now. For all we know, everything from the library is buried under the rubble of the temple. Even if all the documents survived, it would take someone months to go through everything.” “So it is possible,” Taemon said, his pulse quickening. “Not without the map,” Mr. Parvel added quickly. “Assuming it was even accurate.” “And even if we had the map,”
