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Abby seemed to hate all men, so that wasn’t saying much. But in this case, I agreed.
“You think they can actually find us here?” Pippa asked.
Erin shrugged and looked at me.
I rubbed my chin. The ranch entrance was blurred by a spell. A very old, very powerful spell that probably went back generations. I’d kept my senses piqued on the way in, but I’d still missed the visual cues. On the other hand, I had sensed a telltale tremble in the air once I knew it was there.
“Harlon might not spot the entrance on his first try, but I doubt it will trick him for long.”
“How did he find out about the vortex?” Pippa asked.
Erin shrugged. “Madden pointed the ranch out to him from the air, but I had the feeling Harlon already knew about the vortex.”
“How?” Abby demanded.
An excellent question. Too bad our investigation hadn’t turned up anything about that.
“I have no idea,” Erin said. “But right now, we need to come up with a plan. What are Harlon and Angelina likely to do next, and how do we defend ourselves against that?”
But the three sisters were stumped, and honestly, so was I.
Finally, Pippa sighed. “Maybe it’s time to call in your dad.”
Erin’s expression made it clear she hated the idea. “Maybe it’s time to call inyourdads.”
Abby’s expression darkened, but she didn’t say a word.
Pippa opened her mouth, then closed it, hesitating.
“What?” the other two demanded.
“What about Mom?” Pippa finally tried.
“No!” Erin and Abby shouted at the same time.
Pippa stuck up her hands. “You’re right. Forget it. We probably couldn’t track her down anyway.”
All three fell silent, and my heart tore a little more. I’d never considered my family particularly close, but hell. I’d never appreciated my folks as much as I did just then.
“Maybe we shouldn’t call in anyone,” Erin decided. “Bringing in a dragon or a couple of warlocks could just escalate things.”
True, but I was more in theGet all the help you cancamp. I wasn’t capable of holding off Harlon and Angelina on my own, and I doubted the sisters could either — no matter how determined they were.
Another silent spell ensued, broken by Claire’s laugh as she shared a joke with Roscoe and the horse.
For a moment, we all smiled. Then, one by one, we each went serious again.
“What about that agency who’s sent a unit here — the BDSM?” Abby asked.
ADMSA,my dragon grumbled inside.
“Well, maybe that’s good,” Pippa said. “I mean, having an entire supernatural SWAT team show up could help us with Harlon, and we can explain it wasn’t Nash’s fault.”
If only it were that easy.
“They won’t make it here before tomorrow morning,” Erin said. “Harlon could make his next move before then.”
“Why would he?” Abby asked.
