"Going home."
Trollope said decisively, "I'm taking Harry back to Backlund. Oh, and Darlene too. Harry can't be without her, and I don't want to separate mother and son."
"What about your novel?"
Trollope smiled. "I've been here for five years, and I already have enough material. It's just that I signed a confidentiality agreement with the military, so when the time comes, I can't write the story of the Black Star directly. I'll have to make some changes, especially to the characters."
Sifa nodded lightly. "I'm looking forward to seeing this novel published."
"I already have the material, and I've more or less polished the outline. I believe a year, or even half a year, will be enough for me to write the complete story. In that case, it should be published around this time next year."
Trollope glanced at Sifa. "If you don't mind, I'd like to write you into it as well. Of course, I'll only borrow your image and change your name. It won't cause you any trouble."
Sifa, who would essentially be a minor character, smiled and agreed.
Then he clenched his fist and coughed lightly. "Actually, I'm curious about what you mentioned yesterday, about Marnia sending her child away."
"Mr. Trollope, could you tell me which three people you think were most likely to be that 'trustworthy person'?"
Trollope looked at him before saying, "Originally, I shouldn't tell you about this. But I also want to know where that child ultimately went."
"If I had that information, my story would be even more complete. So, all right, Mr. Rayleigh, I can tell you. On one condition: if you find that child, you must notify me. I'll give you a contact address later, and you can write to me."
Naturally, Sifa would not refuse that