“So he found her,” Gregor noted, tossing his napkin on the table and pushing his chair back.

“Indeed,” Terrance agreed.

“Did he report that Etienne was at that location?” Gregor asked, moving along the table to the door.

“No, sir, he didn’t report that. He didn’t report anything except their failure and his desire to make another attempt. He’s on Skype right now. He wishes to speak directly to you.”

Gregor nodded, not looking back to the room as he said, “I’ll return with news.”

He walked out the door, followed by Terrance, and Terrance closed it behind them.

“Not good news,” Leah murmured.

“Phantom losses were significant,” Cain stated in a way that got everyone’s attention.

But his attention was solely on his brother.

“Do me a favor,” he went on quietly. “Wait. A day. You want to give me a gift, wait two. See if that witch gets a vision. See if the others can locate the leader. Just wait, give it a little time, so maybe we’ll know what we’re facing, or when you go in, you’ll have a target that’s worth the risk.”

“The Three have to agree,” Abel replied, and I felt something loosen inside me.

Maybe he was giving in.

Cain pushed back his chair, his gaze moving around the table, before he said, “Then you’ll all be doing me a favor. I finally have my brother. I don’t want to lose him.”

On that, he tossed his napkin on the table and stalked out.

“Shit, I need a cigarette,” Jabber muttered, pushing his chair back.

“I’m with you, brother. It’s time for a smoke break,” Hook stated, getting up to follow Jabber.

Moose did the same.

Poncho stayed seated.

“Any way you can get your auntie to speed things up?” Abel asked him.

“Not good to interrupt her when she’s working,” Poncho answered.

I sighed.

Abel’s jaw got hard.

“Is she really sacrificing a yak?” Leah asked.

“Ox,” Poncho told her.

Her eyes got big and they turned to me.

I gave her a lip curl but shrugged.

“I would agree with Cain,” Lucien interrupted his bride’s and my nonverbal communication. “A day, two, we can wait. Cosmo is working that vampire. Perhaps he’ll break him.”

“Abel?” Callum called after Lucien finished giving his vote.

And when Abel gave his, I knew it not only came from the fact that he wanted to give his brother this, but he also wanted to give it to me.

“Two days. Then we go,” he said.

“Agreed,” Callum finished it.

It didn’t escape me that they didn’t ask for Sonia’s, Leah’s, or my opinion, but since the vote went the way I wanted it to, I kept my mouth shut.

“We should train,” Abel announced.

“There’s little else to teach you, brother,” Callum told him. “By the fates, you’re a natural.”