Mordecai Quinn and Sean Joyce were childhood friends.
That emoticon was a doodle Sean Joyce had been drawing since he was a kid.
This was clearly a sign Sean Joyce had left for him!
"There's a line of small text here."
Nina Jacobs found a line of graffiti-like writing on the back of the sign.
Although they were Drakonian characters, she couldn't recognize them strung together.
Mordecai Quinn looked at it and smiled. "This is a local dialect from our hometown. You have to understand it using homophones from the dialect. That kid…"
He knew where Sean Joyce was.
"That's great."
Daniel Lewis was thrilled to hear the news. He never believed Sean Joyce was the type to run off with the supplies.
"Yeah, let's go. Crestfall Avenue isn't far,"
Mordecai Quinn said.
Sean Joyce had told him to look for him at a hardware store on Crestfall Avenue.
"That's good."
Nina Jacobs nodded, but a doubt also surfaced in her mind.
