handed his brother the address. âIâll ring him up, so he knows someoneâs coming. Paymentâs not a problem as I have an account.â
His brotherâs writing hand had changed over all this time, Hoyt noted. So much had changed. âDoesnât he wonder whyâ¦â
âIf he does, heâs wise enough not to ask. And heâs no doubt pleased to pocket the extra euros. Thatâs the coin here now.â
âAye, Glenna explained it to me. Weâll be back before sunset.â
âBetter hope you are,â Cian warned when Hoyt left him.
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O utside, Blair tossed a dozen stakes in a plastic bucket. Swords, axes, scythes were already on board. All of the fiery variety. It was going to be interesting explaining things if they got stopped, but she didnât scout out a vampire nest without going fully loaded.
âWho wants the wheel?â she asked Glenna.
âI know the way.â
Blair checked the need to take control, climbed in the back, took the seat behind Glenna as the others joined her. âSo, Hoyt, have you ever been in the caves? I donât figure that kind of thing changes much in a few hundred years.â
âMany times. But theyâre different now.â
âWeâve been in them,â Glenna explained. âMagically. Hoyt and I did a spell before we left New York. It was intense.â
âFill me in.â
Blair listened, one part of her brain marking the route, landmarks, traffic patterns.
In any part, she saw what Glenna described. A labyrinth of tunnels, chambers blocked with thick doors, bodies stacked like so much garbage. People in cages like penned cattle. And the sounds of itâBlair could hear that in the back of her mindâthe weeping, the screaming, the praying.
âLuxury vamp condo,â she murmured. âHow many ways in?â
âI couldnât say. In my time the cliffs were riddled with caves. Some small, barely big enough for a child to crawl through, others big enough for a man to stand. There were more tunnels, wider, taller than I remember.â
âSo, she excavated. Sheâs had plenty of time to make it all homey.â
âIf we could block them off,â Larkin began, and Moira turned to him in horror.
âThere are people inside. People held in cages like animals. Bodies tossed aside without even the decency of burial.â
He covered her hand with his and said nothing.
âWe canât get them out. Thatâs what heâs not saying to you.â But it had to be said, Blair thought. âEven if a couple of us wanted to try a suicide run, thatâs just what it would be. Weâd die, theyâd die. A rescue isnât an option. Iâm sorry.â
âA spell,â Moira insisted. âSomething to blind or bind, just until we free those whoâve been captured.â
âWe tried to blind her.â Glenna flicked a glance in the rearview to meet Moiraâs eyes. âWe failed. Maybe a transportation spell.â She looked at Hoyt now. âWould it be possible for us to transport humans?â
âIâve never done it. The risksâ¦â
âTheyâll die in there. Many have already.â Moira scooted up in her seat to grip Hoytâs shoulder. âWhat greater risk is there than death?â
âWe could harm them. To use magicks that may harmââ
âYou could save them. What choice do you think they would take? What choice would you?â
âSheâs got a point.â If they could do it, Blair thought, if they could save even one, it would be worth it. And it would be a good hard kick in Lilithâs ass. âIs there a chance?â
âYou need to see what you move from one place to another,â Hoyt explained. âAnd itâs more successful if youâre close to the object. This would be through rock, and weâd be all but blinded.â
âNot necessarily,â