Luc scratched the dark stubble on his jaw. “That leaves Uriel.”
“Or Michael,” Gusion added, with an obvious lack of care for his physical wellbeing. Fortunately, Luc just ignored him.
“Uriel is in Kentucky.”
In the States? Arcadia seemed shocked that an archangel would be hanging out in Kentucky.
Luc rolled his eyes at her question. “Well, there’s no Kentucky in Mongolia, so yes.”
Gusion smiled and clapped his hands together once.
“Looks like we are going to Louisville. I’ll get my suit!”