Natalia streaked out of the sky to land on the dormers next to me. “We’ll have your prisoners delivered in a few hours.”
“I’ll make arrangements,” Liam responded with a tired wave.
“How about a lift the rest of the way to the ground?” I asked.
Natalia’s smirk was playful as she fell off the dormer, her wings flaring to allow her to glide after her sisters.
“I’d like to say I’m surprised she abandoned us on our own roof, but I’m not.”
And that was a little sad.
I guess that was the price you paid for flying Harpy Air.
Liam’s response was a low moan as he collapsed. I caught his arm as he folded forward, nearly losing my footing as he almost went over the ledge.
“Hold on, Liam,” I whispered in his ear, wrapping my arms around him as I pulled him back to safety. “Thomas! Help!” I screamed, feeling like an idiot for shouting from the rooftop. But desperate measures and all that.
Liam was shivering, the force of his trembles threatening to rip him from my grasp. I shifted my grip, lowering him to the roof and putting myself between him and the edge.
“I thought you were better after you drained those hunters,” I hissed when I checked his wound to find it and the skin around it entirely black.
“I’m fine.”
Insufferable, arrogant man.
“This doesn’t look fine to me,” I snapped, digging into his back pocket for his phone.
I inputted the pass code, opening his contacts and scrolling to the person who was almost always in the Gargoyle.
I pressed call.
“Aileen, I’ve already sent Makoto and Daniel up there.”
“Rick.” Not the person I had called.
I glanced at the phone to see if I’d dialed the wrong number by accident. Nope. Makoto’s name was still on display. I put my ear against the phone again, no less confused than I was before.
Rick was an enforcer like the rest, but I didn’t know him well. He had a tendency to wander, turning up at the oddest of times. Usually when he was needed most.
Until this second, I’d thought he was out of state.
“They should be there now,” he said.
A window opened under us. A man with chin length, multi-colored hair and a shaved head on the lower part stuck his head out of it to look up at me. “Found them!”
“Thanks, Rick. You’re right. I see them.”
Makoto crawled out of the window and up the wall like he was a spider. Daniel followed him. Another of Liam’s enforcers, the man always reminded me of a tall, blond Viking.
“I promise Liam will be fine,” Rick assured me as the enforcers pulled themselves onto my rapidly shrinking ledge. “As soon as he expunges the silver nitrate from his system, he’ll be right as rain.”
Rick hung up before I had a chance to respond.
I lowered the phone, nodding a greeting at the other two.
“This is a first.” Makoto let out a low exclamation when he spotted a slumped over and unresponsive Liam.
“What happened?” Daniel asked.
