“he could now see from the north end of the bridge. Well, good luck to you folks, Ketch thought. So, it looked like maybe the Nags Head area. But then he saw Mick turn left onto 64 West at Whalebone Junction. So it might be Roanoke Island - he hoped anyway, rather than continuing on to the mainland. Roanoke was where Kari might be today, if her mother lived in Manteo or Wanchese. He considered”