Page 291 of Seer Prophet

He might really have gone homicidal if he hadn’t.

Luckily, that side of him could operate just fine with his light in crisis. If there was ever any doubt of that in the past, Revik knew it for certain following the attack he’d led on Gossett Towers in New York.

He should never have let them take her.

He’d deferred to the other seer, knowing he couldn’t trust his light, or assess the situation objectively. He wouldn’t be doing that again, either. Never again would Allie leave his side at any point while they operated inside a Dreng city, even if it meant he had to kill every security guard they interacted with from this moment forward.

Even if he had to wipe out every seer and human in this club.

He didn’t have to rely solely on Surli or Stanley now?or even the secondary team Dalejem brought in, which included Hondo, Chinja, Anale, Declan and three more of those Children of the Bridge seers, Baleur, Mansk and Forley.

Revik and the others met up with the second half of that team after they left the slave markets, then joined up with the tertiary team not long after that.

That third team, led by Loki, operated as Revik’s primary back-up now, and included a larger group of seers, most of them hand-picked and recruited by Revik himself. He knew they were loyal to him above anyone apart from his wife. Not a single one of them would get confused by ideological bullshit or Allie’s intermediary status. None would fucking hesitate or blink at any order Revik gave them. Most would lay down their lives to get his wife out of here?even if it meant a shooting fight with every other seer in the room.

Revik had zero doubts about any of them.

Wreg and Jon should be approaching by land within the next hour or so, too.

They’d deliberately staged the teams so they’d have multiple options for reaction, depending on whether anyone’s lights were ID’d by the construct.

To minimize the likelihood of that occurrence, they’d pushed most of the older Rebels into later stages of entry, including Wreg, Jorag, Raddi, Baresk, Neela and a few others who’d been active in both wars. For any who’d fought in either rebellion, shields were replaced by light cloaks, and all were instructed to do whatever they could to remain under the radar.

All of the true infiltration occurred off-site. The central infiltration unit, which included Balidor, Yumi and now Varlan as leads, would do most of the heavy-lifting in terms of monitoring the construct itself. Despite the fact that he’d worked as a Rook for most of the last century, Varlan had been more or less pulled into full-time ops now.

Revik didn’t mind. He trusted Balidor and Tarsi to handle that end of things.

Anyway, Varlan was on the List.

Revik knew Balidor kept a pretty close eye on the ex-Rook, anyway, List or no.

Wreg’s team would enter the construct only if things went really far south and they needed extraction help. Revik knew he might need Wreg to do exactly that, and sooner rather than later, if this meeting with Dontan went the way he thought it might.

He needed Allie with him first.

He at least needed to know exactly where she was.

He could feel flickers off the others’ lights telling him they suspected he was already thinking along more drastic lines, even if they didn’t know specifics. They all remained wary of him, whatever their outward demeanors. Surli watched him with outright suspicion. Chinja, Declan and Loki’s infiltrator masks never wavered, but Revik sensed their worry.

He didn’t much care.

He was still running scenarios in the back of his mind?up to and including a full-scale, telekinetic assault on the nightclub and surrounding areas?when he reached a set of chrome steps leading up to a raised platform to the left of the main stage.

The steps shone like mirrors, borderline disorienting in the otherwise dark space.

Efrail didn’t hesitate but scaled the low-rise steps to the private platform on top.

Revik followed, feeling glimmers of apprehension from Jax and Chinja behind him. Dalejem’s light remained impregnable?but then, Revik didn’t want to get too close to his light anyway.

When he reached the top of the stairs, he felt himself break through some kind of Barrier seal. Pausing briefly on the new construct, he walked out onto the raised platform.

He looked down at the platform’s occupants.

Five seers. Two humans.

He started with the humans, maybe just to determine if their presence here had any relevance at all. A male and a female, neither wore much in the way of clothes. Each sat coiled into the lap of one of the seers, all five of whom were male, Revik realized.

The humans were incidental. Definitely property.

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