She laughed, pinching the bridge of her nose a moment, "Knowing Teague he likely put it opposite the heading of Shipwreck Cove, he always hated that place, and something that held all the spoils of his home would be furthest away from there." She set her teacup down, unfolding from her seat to tug a compass out of her jacket pocket, on a watchfob and chain, "This is, of course, presuming he was in a marginally linear state of mind when he hid it away."