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Maeve glanced at him. He was facing the mirrors.
Have at it.
Braden lifted his AR-15 and fired at the mirrored glass. The sound was deafening in the enclosed space.
As the glass fell to the floor, the interior viewing rooms appeared. But they were empty now.
Maeve extended her killing power into what was three large rooms. Each had a platform of its own, a bar, chairs, just as she’d remembered. The whole thing was disgusting.
She added her own stream of power. When flames climbed the walls and the heat of the burning platform reached a dangerous level, Maeve headed for the exit near the choir seats.
She levitated swiftly and found the team on watch in the hallway just beyond. Greg still held Kiara in his arms.
Stay silent, team. Braden’s deep voice filled her mind. We’re not out of the woods yet.
He turned to Maeve. Which way should we go? The wrong one and I suspect we’ll be ambushed.
There were three possible paths. Maeve knew the witches had taken the central one. The hall to the right led back to the private viewing rooms and the foyer.
We can’t leave the way we came.
She gestured to the left. This hall will take us to the cells. It’s an unlikely move on our part, which makes it the right one.
I agree. Braden dipped his chin once firmly.
Maeve led the way. She had another profound sense that she’d stayed in this part of the compound while Veyda had kept her drugged.
With the house burning, she said, Let’s get the other women out.
There wasn’t a single protest. She felt the team’s drive and unified purpose, their need, like hers, to right this wrong. She flew swiftly down the hall to the end. It wasn’t far to the various cells. They weren’t high-tech. Each used the same master key that hung on the wall.
One of the men took the key and went down the row of cells unlocking them. Most of the women could walk and moved swiftly into the hallway. The wolves whispered to them asking them to keep quiet. Those that couldn’t walk, the wolves carried out. A door closest to the street emptied back onto the spelled path.
Maeve went first. Just in case, she used her killing power and swept her arm in a swathe, but she had a strong sense no one was there.
She also suspected they’d be in serious trouble once they emerged onto the street especially with so many captives in tow
Braden, we need to go up into the night sky and out. There’s no other way. Not with the captives with us.
I agree. But you’ll have to assist everyone through the spell.
No problem.
The women huddled together wild-eyed with fear, not daring to hope. Most were humans. Of the three alter women present, only one could levitate. But Greg had an answer.
We can fly them across the rooftops one by one. Have Alfonso waiting for us at the entrance to the Landing. He can get us in. Then we’ll come back for more.
Braden nodded. It’ll work. Maeve will lead you up through Veyda’s spell then wait for you to return. I’ll protect those that remain.
Maeve levitated above the spelled building. The six wolves carried out the severely wounded first then took off into the air.
She remained where she was. As she looked around, she was pretty sure she could now see holes in the spell. She smiled. She’d wounded the bitch, all right.
Smoke boiled in the air an
d fire engines now blared in the distance.
The wolves returned swiftly. She guided them back through the security spell. They quickly picked up the next group. There were fifteen women in all, fifteen at different stages of torture, all awaiting death.
