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I don’t know. I can’t get anything concrete on who made the decision, if it was Dulgar or someone else. I don’t want to get too close to that construct in Hong Kong?

Then don’t. Don’t, baby.I pooled warmth in his chest, tugging on his light.Where is he taking them? Can you feel where they are now? The seers on the List?

He shook his head, exhaling.

He continued to look though, until a sharper pulse of heat left his light.

I think they’ve already left the island. I don’t see them anywhere here, not among any of the stock. He’s sold them.

Could he have hidden them somewhere? Dulgar?

Revik shook his head, but not exactly in a no.I don’t think so. I felt a few details of the exchange. The transport.I felt him scanning.They’ve been sold. I’m trying to get a name, but they’re pretty heavily shielded.

My jaw clenched as I fought to think through this.

Twenty-six List seers, and we traced them all here.

We couldn’t let them go. We just couldn’t.

Where’s Dulgar? Right now?I looked through the darkness, trying to find his outline by the fireplace. Is he still here?

He’s on the move.Revik tensed, his shield dissipating around us.He’s rabbiting, Allie. His guards are moving him. Back door.

Where? Where are they taking him?

Smoke filled the space of the lounge.

It had been dark before, but now visibility was basically zero. The reflecting pool and fireplaces were covered in ash, obscured by smoke and falling debris. I could barely see any flames at all now, not even in the fireplace nearest to us.

My eyes were useless. I stretched out my light, doing my best to ignore the screams as they broke out among the seers and humans on the terrace, when?

Myaleimifelt something.

A jarring, off-note in our immediate Barrier space.

I jerked my head around. Squinting in the smoke, I extended my light in a tighter arc, straight into the corner wall behind the booth. My light hit a dense shield, military-grade. Once I was looking in the right direction, I glimpsed a Barrier shape I recognized.

Gold eyes. Metallic silver threads ofaleimiclight in his seer’s aura.

Without the protection of the wider construct, I saw his outline clearly.

My light slid higher, sidestepping the guards’ shield totally.

Immediately, the view snapped into focus.

Dulgar, both arms held by his security goons, was being hustled towards an organic panel embedded in that back wall. Flashing the image at Revik, I grabbed hold of his shoulder, using it to climb rapidly to my feet.

“There!” I shouted it, half-deaf from explosions. I switched to his mind.They have some kind of panic room. Or more likely an escape tunnel. He’s leaving?

Allie, wait?

I launched my body after them, still thinking I could cut off their escape.

I felt more than saw the panel open. I was halfway there when it began disappearing back into the wall. I could see it by then, too.

With my eyes, I mean.

Light poured out of the wall’s opening, illuminating dust fragments and smoke. The hole was smaller than a regular door, maybe five feet tall and three wide, but plenty big enough for Dulgar and his thugs to pass through.