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There’s a pause on the line. “Have you tried a locator spell?”
I roll my eyes. “Yes, of course. She’s obviously warding against him being found.”
“Well, I’m afraid I won’t be of much help then,” Callius replies on the other end of the line. “But if I were you, I’d take note that Saint-Clair is her married name and see where that leads you.”
Rune stops pacing and shrugs. “How does that help us?”
I meet Sebastian’s gaze, my confusion mixing with his intrigue. “She changed her last name?”
“I know. Weird, right?” Callius’s voice carries an air of expectation. “Anything pertaining to that would, of course, be a matter of public record.”
Sebastian is nodding.
“Yes, thank you. I understand.”
“Oh, don’t thank me, Ms. Dumont. I couldn’t help you, remember?”
“Yes, of course. Have a good evening, Callius.”
“Good luck with your search.”
I hang up and look at Sebastian. “What will knowing her maiden name tell us?”
“I have a list of all sun witch families and their addresses. If I know her maiden name, I might have the information we need in my office.”
I nod. “Good. You follow that lead and see if you can get an address. Phi, I need you to patrol the neighborhood from above. We might not spot Summer tonight, but she has to leave in the morning to go to the trials. If you see what house she comes out of, we’ll be in business.”
“What do I do?” Rune asks.
“I’m going to call Elara and Nadine. When Summer arrives at the trial tomorrow, you’ll need witches to undo the warding. You’ll be in charge of watching over them while they get us into wherever she’s got Finn stashed.”
Rune waggles his brows. “You’re fucking sexy when you’re formulating a plan.”
FINN
I’ve been at Sebastian’s mercy in the dungeon a few times over the centuries. This is worse. So much worse. At least I knew the torture at Sebastian’s hands had an end to it. He’d let off steam and exact whatever tithe he thought necessary to balance the scales after my perceived slight, and then I was free to go.
As Summer’s captive, I don’t have that luxury. It’s been hours already…I guess closer to a full day since the light from the window is gone and it is night once again.
Vampires don’t need much sleep when we’re whole and fed. I’m neither. Being surrounded by gold and impaled by it, I’m raw and drained.
Gold is to vampires what silver is to wolves.
I’ve locked down my movement, so the only place I can hide is inside my mind. Still, the pain draws me out again and again as my distraction allows my body to shift too far from the strict, upright position.
I’m weak and losing energy too quickly.
I can’t afford to lose any more blood.
I started counting to keep myself busy. First, just the seconds and minutes that ticked by, then all the ceiling tiles in my field of vision.
“Eighty-four.” I frown at the room. That’s one more than I counted the first time. Did I miscount this time or the last one? Maybe it’s the half tiles that are throwing me off. Or the fact that I’m counting in the fucking dark.
Should I count them again and get it right?
Decisions. Decisions.
Closing my eyes, I let my mind drift to Josie. Does Summer honestly think she can blackmail a woman of Josie’s integrity into allowing her to become the high priestess of the Sun Witches?
