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Though he found the words didn’t leave his mouth easily, he said, If you need to, you have my permission.
Got it, Boss.
Greg turned to Maeve. It rocks you can levitate now.
Maeve smiled. Yes, it does.
Braden watched them take off. The remaining wolves drew close to him. He let each get a look at the garden, then drew them back into the shadows. Veyda’s security spell was still there, but behind them now.
As a unit, each grew still and quiet, waiting and levitating. It was tough when the screaming would end for a few seconds, then the chanting would rise like nails on a chalkboard. He dreaded the moment it stopped. His sharp wolf hearing could detect Kiara’s agonized pleas for her torturers to let her die.
Greg and his wolves, however, were seasoned. Five Bridges wasn’t a playground and Savage saw this kind of brutality as well.
No more than two minutes had passed when Maeve and Greg returned.
Greg gave a brief, seasoned report. No guards outside. A second main entrance at the east end with SUVs. Best guess, she’s got a force inside, but they’re not active on the grounds.
Another scream made Greg stop and shut his eyes for a moment. Braden watched him take a deep breath and regroup.
When his eyes opened, he continued. There’s also an exit of some kind on the north end. He then threw his arm toward the south. Beyond that gate, we’ve got high-end vehicles all lined up, most with drivers. But no security, except one at the far end. Looks like a cartel vehicle and two toughs by the car.
Braden flared his nostrils. So, everyone inside must feel secure.
That works in our favor.
Braden cast his gaze around the team, six now with one wounded in the Graveyard. Arm up.
Where do you want me? Maeve’s voice in his head brought him up short.
Out of the line of fire.
You might need me.
I know. Stick close. Follow my orders.
She nodded.
He took one final deep breath of his own then cast his gaze around the squad. Let’s go get Kiara.
He moved slowly into the garden. Maeve levitated beside him.
As soon as they drew near the doors to the compound, his sensitive wolf nose detected a witch odor, something full of poison.
The chanting had started again which meant Kiara was begging to die once more. The double front door was slightly ajar.
Maeve pathed, I can feel Veyda’s presence. She’s not far.
There was only one thing he wanted to know. Will you be able to see her?
I have no idea. But I’m hopeful.
Braden pulled the door open. The foyer was long and elegant. Paintings hung on either side and at the far end, a waterfall feature filled the space with soothing humidity. The floor was tiled with marble.
I’ve been here before.
Braden heard the despair in Maeve’s voice. This is definitely the place, then, where you killed the witches?
It is.
