threat.
“That’s not the problem. A bit later, Quinn found a Medb warlock hanging around Centennial Park. Word is that Quinn snatched the warlock’s mind, left the guy wandering around until he walked out in front of a Marta Bus. When Sen showed up to clean up that mess, he told Quinn if he had to come back again for bullshit, that Quinn could explain it to a Tribunal.”
The Medb were playing ambassadors of Atlanta and Quinn had turned into the Terminator. The best way Evalle could help Quinn and all the Beladors was to bring Storm back and hope he could pull off the impossible once again and locate Brina.
Their most powerful Belador druids had tried and failed.
This was the only hope Evalle could offer.
“I need to find a witch doctor named Nadina.”
“That nasty thing that brought Langaus into the city?” Grady shivered at the appalling suggestion. “What you want with her?”
“Storm is missing and I think she’s behind it.”
“That injun let a witch doctor outfox him?”
Trying to correct Grady’s politically incorrect terminology would be wasted breath. “Maybe. I just need to know where she is.”
He scratched his whiskered chin. “I don’t know. Come back a little later and I’ll see what I can find out on her.”
“I’ll be back soon. The longer Brina is missing from Treoir the weaker the tribe gets.”
“You too?”
“Not as bad as the pure bloods, but I’ve noticed a few things.”
Trey came into her mind. Evalle, can you hear me?
She held up a hand for Grady to wait. She replied to Trey, Yes, but your voice isn’t as strong as usual.
My telepathic ability is weak but at least it works even if I am the only one capable of reaching anyone else this way. At least I can hear you, which is a nice surprise. I heard from Quinn that we need you to find Storm. I’ve got everyone we can spare looking for him, too. Have you had any luck?
She wanted to give Tzader and Quinn something positive, but she didn’t want to paint blue skies. I’ve found a source who will help me locate Storm and I’m going there next.
Do you have a cell phone?
No. Mine was trashed in the battle. I’ll call you as soon as I have one again. She mentally added that to the endless list. Quinn could get her one if he wasn’t busy running herd over the Beladors.
And stripping the minds of Medb warlocks.
That shouldn’t bother her because the Medb were a bunch of murderers. Normally. But she didn’t like the picture Grady had given her of Quinn.
Trey continued, I know you’re doing what you can, but find me the minute you have Storm. We’re losing warriors everywhere.
Will do , she assured him.
Trey withdrew from her mind.
Her stomach rolled at having even less time. And now there was a hunt for demons going on.
She hooked the backpack in place again and reminded Grady, “Do not shake with the Medb.”
“Why not? They got juice.”
“You would help them?” She couldn’t squash the insult in her voice. He was supposed to be her friend. “They been doin’ your job. Maybe they changed.”
“Oh, sure, and maybe you’ll turn entirely human again and take Sen’s place at VIPER.”
He sighed. “I’m not takin’ sides against you, but I heard that there’s new management in the Medb.”
“Did you hear specifically that Flaevynn is dead?”
“Naw, but what the hell else would new management mean?” he groused. “Anyhow, about the Medb here in the city. Word is that Sen said he was glad to have the help. Don’t you want me to shake with some of ‘em and find out what I can from the Medb?”
She had no argument to counter that logic, which should worry her since Grady was being the reasonable one right now. “I guess so.”
Grady’s voice and expression turned grave. “I don’t know what the Medb are doin’ here, but it cain’t be good.”
There was the person who had helped her time and again. “Agreed, so be careful.”
Next stop was meeting Adrianna in a secluded place
“That’s not the problem. A bit later, Quinn found a Medb warlock hanging around Centennial Park. Word is that Quinn snatched the warlock’s mind, left the guy wandering around until he walked out in front of a Marta Bus. When Sen showed up to clean up that mess, he told Quinn if he had to come back again for bullshit, that Quinn could explain it to a Tribunal.”
The Medb were playing ambassadors of Atlanta and Quinn had turned into the Terminator. The best way Evalle could help Quinn and all the Beladors was to bring Storm back and hope he could pull off the impossible once again and locate Brina.
Their most powerful Belador druids had tried and failed.
This was the only hope Evalle could offer.
“I need to find a witch doctor named Nadina.”
“That nasty thing that brought Langaus into the city?” Grady shivered at the appalling suggestion. “What you want with her?”
“Storm is missing and I think she’s behind it.”
“That injun let a witch doctor outfox him?”
Trying to correct Grady’s politically incorrect terminology would be wasted breath. “Maybe. I just need to know where she is.”
He scratched his whiskered chin. “I don’t know. Come back a little later and I’ll see what I can find out on her.”
“I’ll be back soon. The longer Brina is missing from Treoir the weaker the tribe gets.”
“You too?”
“Not as bad as the pure bloods, but I’ve noticed a few things.”
Trey came into her mind. Evalle, can you hear me?
She held up a hand for Grady to wait. She replied to Trey, Yes, but your voice isn’t as strong as usual.
My telepathic ability is weak but at least it works even if I am the only one capable of reaching anyone else this way. At least I can hear you, which is a nice surprise. I heard from Quinn that we need you to find Storm. I’ve got everyone we can spare looking for him, too. Have you had any luck?
She wanted to give Tzader and Quinn something positive, but she didn’t want to paint blue skies. I’ve found a source who will help me locate Storm and I’m going there next.
Do you have a cell phone?
No. Mine was trashed in the battle. I’ll call you as soon as I have one again. She mentally added that to the endless list. Quinn could get her one if he wasn’t busy running herd over the Beladors.
And stripping the minds of Medb warlocks.
That shouldn’t bother her because the Medb were a bunch of murderers. Normally. But she didn’t like the picture Grady had given her of Quinn.
Trey continued, I know you’re doing what you can, but find me the minute you have Storm. We’re losing warriors everywhere.
Will do , she assured him.
Trey withdrew from her mind.
Her stomach rolled at having even less time. And now there was a hunt for demons going on.
She hooked the backpack in place again and reminded Grady, “Do not shake with the Medb.”
“Why not? They got juice.”
“You would help them?” She couldn’t squash the insult in her voice. He was supposed to be her friend. “They been doin’ your job. Maybe they changed.”
“Oh, sure, and maybe you’ll turn entirely human again and take Sen’s place at VIPER.”
He sighed. “I’m not takin’ sides against you, but I heard that there’s new management in the Medb.”
“Did you hear specifically that Flaevynn is dead?”
“Naw, but what the hell else would new management mean?” he groused. “Anyhow, about the Medb here in the city. Word is that Sen said he was glad to have the help. Don’t you want me to shake with some of ‘em and find out what I can from the Medb?”
She had no argument to counter that logic, which should worry her since Grady was being the reasonable one right now. “I guess so.”
Grady’s voice and expression turned grave. “I don’t know what the Medb are doin’ here, but it cain’t be good.”
There was the person who had helped her time and again. “Agreed, so be careful.”
Next stop was meeting Adrianna in a secluded place
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