Page 107 of Found Objects

She nodded.

I looked over at Evan. “He had to have been terrified.”

“No. He had faith in his brother, and you. It was me he was worried about.”

“Well, they were holding a gun on you.”

“It was mostly just a small space, and you know I hate those.”

“I do,” I said gently, putting my arm around her, tucking her close. “But that’s why I couldn’t detect either one of you, the thick concrete wouldn’t allow that.”

“Yes. And the men, there were three of them,” she explained, “they grabbed us before we even got to see Abel or Narah.”

Which was why I couldn’t sense a lie on either of them, because they hadn’t been. They had never seen Evan.

“There was a lot of blood on your coats.”

“Yes. Once I got my bearings—again, hard to do in a small space—I had the three see one thing, while I had Evan cover his eyes and told him not to be deceived by what he heard. They were convinced they’d gutted me.”

“Did you have Evan keep his eyes shut the whole time?”

“Of course I did. I won’t have any new horrible memories coloring his dreams.”

“That’s a lot of energy you used,” I stated, a bit concerned. “And you can’t get out of spaces you’re locked into.”

“I’m well aware,” she snapped at me.

“So how did you—what is that?”

She was smoothing her hand over a heavy green robe that, somehow, I hadn’t noticed she was carrying before.

“From your elf for your mate.” She eased away from me, only to take my hand and lead me toward Cole.

“You saw Teague?”

“Obviously.” She said it as though I were tedious for asking.

I grinned at her. “How did that go?”

She waved a hand dismissively.

“He went into the concrete vault after you and Evan?”

“He did.”

“Interesting. He doesn’t normally go into small, cramped spaces. He doesn’t like them any more than you do.”

“I’m aware.”

“Why do you think he did that?”

“To deliver the robe.”

I bumped her gently with my shoulder. “Is that what you truly believe?”

“Perhaps he was checking on Evan. He seems fond of your mate’s sibling.”

“You’re ridiculous.”