Abel wanted to kiss her, but instead, for some reason, he looked to Jian-Li, who was sitting in a chair positioned at the end of the couches.

She was watching Delilah, her face soft, her eyes a mixture of warm, happy, and melancholy. But finally, since Delilah showed in their lives, the warm and happy were winning out.

“I—” Aurora started, then cried, “Oh! It’s happening!”

Abel tensed and Delilah shot back and leaned into his side, her hand coming out to grip his knee.

A poof of gray, green, and red smoke exploded out of the bowl with some green and red sparks. It lifted up, floating straight into the air before it disbursed at the ceiling.

Aurora leaned over the bowl.

“I…wait…but…oh no!” she cried and looked to her mother. “He’s blocked us!”

“Fuck,” Abel snarled.

“Goddammit!” Hook burst out.

“Let me see,” Barb said, leaning forward too. Attention never leaving the bowl, she lifted her hand her daughter’s way, palm up. “Athame, sweetheart.”

Immediately, Aurora reached for a knife on the table and handed it to her mother. Barb used the tip of the blade to stir the liquid in the bowl and they both mumbled over it.

Then Abel saw it happening and knew Delilah did too because he heard her gasp.

The image of a compass formed, undulating with the liquid but looking like it was spinning.

Barb pulled the knife out.

“There it is, there it is,” she whispered. “There!” she exclaimed.

He leaned forward, Delilah leaned with him, he felt everyone gather around them and lean in too, and in the bowl they saw a street map.

“Drat! He’s cloaked,” Aurora snapped.

“What’s that in the bowl?” Delilah asked.

Aurora sat back and lifted her eyes to Delilah. “A street map. Where he is. It should pinpoint him with some kind of beacon, but it isn’t. We just have that street map and nothing further. And that map could be anywhere.”

Abel heard a camera click and looked up to see Chen had taken a picture of the map with his phone.

He wandered away, head bent to his phone, muttering, “Let me see what I can do with this.”

“Use Abel.”

Abel’s head jerked back to look at Yuri, who said these words.

“I’m sorry?” Jian-Li asked.

Yuri looked to her. “Aurora said if she touched Abel, she could find his brother.” He cast his eyes down to Aurora. “Use Abel, my sweet.”

“He’s so digging on her,” Delilah whispered to no one, her lips tipped up, her gaze on Yuri.

“Use me,” Abel said, and Delilah turned her attention to him.

“I…well, I already did. I used your blood,” she told him.

“Try again,” he replied.

“Um…are you sure?” Aurora asked.

“Would it harm him?” Jian-Li asked.