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Kael sighed. “It will have to be enough. Now, I have something for you.”

He reached under his shirt and tugged out a chain. A silver ring hung on the end. He pulled it over his head and handed it to Caleb. “This belonged to your mother,” he said.

Caleb stared at the ring where it lay it on his palm, as though he wasn’t quite sure what to do. Regan reached across, picked up the chain, and lifted it over his head so the ring nestled in the dark hair of his chest.

“There,” she said.

Caleb’s hand came up to touch the ring. He turned it in his fingers.

“What was she like?” he asked Kael.

“She was strong and brave. Strong enough to come through this. If she’s alive, we will find her.”

Caleb nodded.

“Now,” Kael said. “You should get ready to leave.” He turned to go.

“Kael,” Regan called out.

He looked back. “Yes?”

“If we don’t come back tonight—you’ll finish this?”

“I’ll hunt him down and kill him.”