“I’ll have him take me to someone I trust.” Cole slowly uncurled, his attention going to Cass. “The map, it’s in my desk, left bottom drawer.”
She clutched the watch to her chest, her voice soft with gratitude. “Thank you.”
Cole’s smile was more of a grimace. “Go find her, and find Rhea.”
By the time Zane arrived, Cole was nearly gray with exhaustion and his coughing fits were coming faster and harder with each wave. Grayson had managed to battle back another surge and was worried the next time he wouldn’t be so lucky. Cass returned with a paper map of Vegas and Cole’s phone. Grayson got the name of a healer from Cole and had Cass use Cole’s phone to call him. Once the healer had been brought up-to-date, he agreed that time was of the essence and suggested meeting at a private clinic nearby, as it would be the fastest option.
Cass was disconnecting the call when Zane rushed into the house. The next few minutes swept by in controlled chaos as Zane and Grayson got the barely conscious Cole upright and then, as each took a side, got him moving. As they carefully navigated the stone entry steps, Grayson filled Zane in.
Zane connected a few more dots. “Found out that Russ and Dana were both employed by the same company over in Europe at the same time. Not sure, but I’m thinking that’s when the two met. And according to Candace, once you scrape away the initial layer, that Tetra account has Dana’s prints all over it.”
“If Russ was working with Dana, why would they take and kill him?” Cass asked from where she followed behind them.
“I’ll be sure to ask when we pin that bitch down,” Zane said.
“Not you,” Grayson said. “You’re getting Cole to a healer. Cass and I are going after Dana.” When Zane looked as if he wanted to argue, Grayson explained, “Cole’s got a tracking spell on Dana.”
“Fine,” Zane shot back as they got Cole to Zane’s car, where Grayson buckled him into the passenger seat.
Cass handed Cole’s phone to Zane, who was settling in behind the wheel. “I pulled the clinic address up. The healer should be right behind you.”
He took the phone and shot Grayson a look. “Send me your coordinates.”
“Will do.” Grayson snapped the seat belt in place and moved back to close the door.
“Gray,” Zane said, stopping him.
He met the Hunter’s gaze.
“Be careful.”
“Always.” Grayson closed the door and stepped back as Zane put the car in reverse. He and Cass watched Zane do a three-point turn and race down the drive.
“What are his chances?” she asked softly as she leaned into him.
He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, bringing her in close. “He’s tough, and if that healer is as good as Cole thinks, there’s a chance.” Or at least, he hoped so. “Come on—let’s check the map. See what we’re dealing with.”
She nodded, and they went back inside. They skirted the remnants of the circle and went to the coffee table, where she had spread out the map. She handed him Cole’s watch. “Here.”
Holding the watch face down over the map, Grayson let his magic unfurl. The tracking spell was straightforward, expertly crafted by Cole, who happened to be an Air mage. Grayson murmured, “Anulum sequere,” and a glowing blue dot appeared on the map. It glided along Clark County Road 215, heading north at a steady pace.
Cass frowned down at the moving marker. “Where are they going?”
“I don’t know, but they’re about twenty minutes ahead of us.”
“Will the map stay active, or do we have to keep the watch and the map paired?”
“Let’s find out.” He pulled the watch away. The light faded. “Dammit. They have to stay paired.”
“Fine.” She folded the map over and under, keeping the portion where the light moved face up. When it was manageable, she handed it to him. “You take this, and I’ll drive.”
Chapter 25
Cass
Cass ignored the speed limits as the county road turned into a divided four-lane interstate, leaving the more populated areas behind. Night covered the desert, and since the only hints of civilization were the overhead freeway signs, she figured there wasn’t much out here.
“Take the next exit,” Grayson said. “Looks like they’re turning off.”
