"The child’s alive." Trey said in a frayed voice. "But she’s either very far away, or is being warded by someone. If I had a more secure connect, I’d be able to tell." He pushed himself to his feet. "As to whether she’s your daughter, Jack, I can’t honestly say. I was able to reach her, but I don’t know if it’s because she’s yours, or because of your connection with her mother."