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Julian pulled out his phone.

He was taking NO chances.

Dialing, he heard the man’s sleepy voice on the other end. It was clear that he’d been out cold, recovering from his marathon work session.

“Julian, this had better be damn good. I told Bishop and Honor I was off duty, and this is my personal phone. I worked thirty-six straight,” he admitted.

Julian didn’t care.

They weren’t losing Bodhi, and risking this person would kill him before they got to him.

“We need you to look on your person, in your clothing, and on anything you had with you the last thirty-six hours.”

He paused.

“Why?”

Julian told him, and the whole time, Bodhi said nothing.

Until he did.

“Give me a second,” he stated. “I’m not fucking around and dying today,” he stated, surprising all of them.

Bodhi was a man of science.

Only, he was also a new father and husband.

Screw.

That.

“Something followed my wife, Haily, Bishop, and Bex back from Utah. See if anything looks out of place, or if someone left something in your possessions.”

It didn’t take him long.

They knew he found something by the tone in his voice.

“Son of a bitch,” they all heard over the phone as Bodhi muttered that.

“What?” Honor asked.

He told them.

“Someone put a pentacle in my medical kit,” he stated. “Why is there one in there?”

More importantly, Bishop had another question.

“When did you leave it alone?”

The man considered it. There was only one time that kit wasn’t on his person or in his office at work.

“I ran into the store on my way home from work after seeing you guys. I left it in the back seat of my car.”

And there it was.

“Destroy it,” Raven said. “I need you to put it in salt and then light it on fire.”

Well, he would do that.


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