Kara snorts. "Never heard anybody go on about pancakes before," she says. "I'm more of a bacon and hashbrowns girl. Throw in coffee with a little hair of the dog in it, and I'm happy."

She pauses, thoughts turning back to the island. "There were a lot of Canada people. Canadians. A lot of them looked the same." Kara sucks in a short breath. "Some of those looked like Calliope's father."