Page 49 of Destined for Dreams
Bartol wasn’t going to be drawn into that conversation. “The archangels will handle it once we track the demon down.”
Caius sighed and shook his head.
Tormod glanced between them. “What are you two talking about?”
“Nothing you need to know about,” Bartol barked, then spun on his heels. “We’ve seen all we need to see here. Let’s go.”
The other two men followed behind him reluctantly. He could sense their gazes burning into his back, but he would not acknowledge the event from long ago—one that cost the lives of many and nearly his own.
“So what’s next?” Tormod asked as they broke through the woods.
They could have flashed anywhere they needed to go around town, but their powers had to be conserved for long distance travel and emergencies in case they ran into the demon or his minions. Even flashing short distances could cost them if they ran into trouble. Thankfully, Eduard had loaned them a car, which they’d left parked along the side of the road.
Caius was doing all the driving since Bartol still needed to learn how to operate a modern vehicle. There were so many more buttons and switches and functions than the ones he remembered from a century ago. Tormod couldn’t get behind the driver’s wheel either since he hadn’t started training for that yet.
“We will return the car, and then the two of you will go on to Ukraine,” Bartol replied, tone brooking no argument.
The capital city, Kiev, was the next known city that the demon had stopped at, and the place where a deeply religious Jewish man had been compelled to murder twenty-one of his near and extended family members. So far in all the cases they’d learned, there was always a religious tie of some sort. Likely, it gave the demon some sort of extra boost in strength if he used people or symbols of faith.
“If we’re going there,” Tormod began, giving a worried glance to Caius, “where areyougoing?”
Bartol stopped at the front passenger side of the car. “With a demon of this caliber, we must intensify our search if we hope to stop him before he gets too strong. I will go on to Bucharest and see what I can find there—you two can meet me when you’re done.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Caius asked, giving Bartol a skeptical look.
“I’ll be fine.”
He wanted to be on his own for a while. The quest for a demon—and especially one this powerful—was dredging up old memories he’d hoped to never think of again. The last thing Bartol needed was the other two noticing how disturbed he was becoming. He’d collect himself and then be ready to face his comrades once more.
Caius’ expression turned resigned. “We shouldn’t need more than a day or so but call if you need us.”
“I will,” Bartol agreed.
