"So, how was your first night in the Bane house?" Nora asked the next morning when she came down to the kitchen. Carol was already up, of course , always the early riser.
"Good thanks. It's been a long time since I've slept in an actual bed, and not just the cot on my ship." Carol held up a notebook that had been sitting on the counter beside her. "I found this."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, in your parents' room. I'm thinking it might have been tucked under the mattress or something, cause when I moved around it fell to the floor. I had to dig it out from under the bed."
Nora took the book from her. "So they must have been trying to hide it."
"That's what I'm thinking too."
With closer examination, Nora realized she recognized the book - Jenny's journal. "This is Mum's journal. I used to see her writing in it, all the time actually. Wonder why she'd try to hide it..." Hiding it suggested it was important, and contained sensitive information. Also, if this were the case, why wouldn't Jenny have taken it along with her on the fated expedition?
1991 was the year this book was started - also the year Nora was born. This entry took place seven months before she was born. A name she recognized, but hadn't thought of until now, caught her eye: Bridget.
Dr. Bridget Turner had been her parents' work partner early on in their career, before they had parted ways. Harry, Jenny, and Bridget had kept in touch as far as Nora knew.
"What is it?" asked Carol.
"I think I may have a lead."
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"Would you like me to go with you?" Carol asked.
"Thanks, but I think I've got to do this on my own," Nora replied. Carol understood, of course. This was a deeply personal matter, after all.
"Nora, what about the staff?"
Right, the 3D print of the final, missing piece would be finished by now - ready to see if it would fit together with the other pieces.
But the staff and her powers were new - this information about her parents was eleven years in the making.
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Nora stood in front of the British Museum, where Dr. Turner worked, Jenny's journal tucked against her chest. Time to get some answers - or so she hoped.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Dr. Bridget Turner," she told the receptionist.
"Is Dr. Turner expecting you."
"No. But if you tell her Harry and Jenny Bane's daughter is looking for her, I think she'll understand."
She was right - mere minutes after the receptionist called Dr. Turner's office, Bridget herself appeared, appearing shocked.
"Elenanora Bane, I'll be damned. Look at you. How are you?"
"I'm doing all right, all things considered. Yourself?"
"Oh, good. Busy. I'm so sorry about your parents."
"Thanks."
"What can I do for you?"
"I was hoping to talk with you, actually. About your work with my parents. It's fairly urgent."
Minutes later found them seated in the museum cafe. Nora slid the logbook/journal across the table towards Bridget. "I found this, it's Mum's journal. It starts in '91, back when you three were still working together - and the year I was born."
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