"I  am  coming to her father." The woman’s voice is shattered with grief. "Helen’s your daughter. I’ve looked everywhere. I’ve used every spell. She’s vanished. I’ve always been able to find her, but there’s no trace. There should be a trace of her unless someone’s hidden her somewhere with magic. I’ve tried everything. Is there something, anything in your archives, in your family history that I could use for finding her? I know the estate uses ancient blood magic. So you must have a family trace. Something. Anything. I don’t care if it’s illegal."