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Knight fished it out. “I hope you’re calling your grandmother.”
Marek nodded and dialed. He spoke to his grandmother for a minute before hanging up and passing the phone back.
“Why are you here, Lee?” Tristan asked.
“The leader of the Trinity Masters asked me to help find Rose.”
“And Weston?”
“No.” He could have said more. Could have told Tristan that the Trinity Masters didn’t know Wes was alive. He could have told him about the purists, about the precarious position the Trinity Masters were in, how fractured their organization seemed to be.
But he owed no loyalty to the Masters’ Admiralty. His job was saving Rose.
Tristan sighed. “There’s a spare room down here. Back that way, second door on the left. I’ll sleep in the parlor.”
“There’s only one room upstairs?” Marek asked.
“Yes.” Tristan paused before saying slowly, “This is one of the honeymoon cottages, not really a safe house, though it has enough security to be one.”
Marek’s eyes widened, then he nodded. The Masters’ Admiralty had various cottages, condos, country estates, and hotel suites that were permanently reserved. When a new trinity was formed, they had their choice of private, secure destinations. He only knew about it because they were also offered to trinities who hit major anniversary milestones. His grandparents had a rather spectacular argument about where they’d go for their fiftieth anniversary. It had included his grandmother listing the places she couldn’t go because “I murdered someone in that godforsaken town. He needed killing.”
If it was a honeymoon suite then there was probably only one bedroom, and one extra-large bed.
“I’m going upstairs.” Marek nodded to Tristan and started up.
“What are they to you?” Tristan asked.
“Only time will tell,” Marek replied, and the comment surprised even him.
He heard Tristan’s footsteps as he walked away, leaving Marek to make his way upstairs to confront Rose and Weston.
