Danvers ignored the shiver that wasn’t from the cold. “Check the power log.”

She’s awake.

Navarro held up a tablet. “Main generator failed at 10:22 PM. Backup kicked in forty-three minutes later. That’s a long time in minus-thirty.”

“Could be,” Navarro replied, but her hand drifted to the small seal-oil lamp she kept on her belt—a charm, she called it. “Or it could be whatever made them leave their boots behind.”

“Which one first?”