single weapon could have done the damage in California.
N'il Mo'erti . Death machines, they'd been named. That was their sole purpose—to bring death to an enemy. They didn't give up, either, unless they were destroyed or recalled by the one who commanded them.
Earth wasn't ready for N'il Mo'erti . Wouldn't be for centuries, at the very least. "They're armed with ranos technology—the N'il Mo'erti ," I said.
"Yes."
"We're screwed."
"In a most unfortunate manner," Kell agreed.
* * *
Lexsi
"I'm going to run a background check on Charlene Devangi and have her movements tracked," Opal said once she and Kell came back to her office. "I think Kell is right and there's more going on there than her desire to hire Kory. Too many coincidences."
"She'll be in Vegas during Tibby's fight," I said. "He could be in danger, too."
"I'm considering that," Opal nodded. I understood this was just a subject to distract us—she and Kell had talked about other things while they were gone.
"If Devangi is connected to those in Peru, and that could be," Opal tapped her chin with a finger, "Then maybe we can use our resources to get information from her."
"Anita? Or a vampire?" Kory asked bluntly.
"Either works for me," Opal said, taking her seat and frowning at her tablet. "I'll have some of mine following her and tracking her communications and expenditures. If anything connects her to Peru or those we're looking for, I think you'll be heading for Vegas. She's approached you once, Kory," Opal's dark eyes studied his face. "We may ask you to be a bit more cooperative this time—to draw her in. Let's face it—my hands are currently tied where Peru is concerned, so we'll work it from the States if we can."
"Sounds good," Kory slapped a knee. If that woman is connected, I really, really want my hands on her. They killed a lot of good people in California."
"You must let us get information, first," Kell advised.
"Don't worry. I have control of my Thifilathi. You can get as much as you need—it's just that my hand may be around her throat while she tells you everything she knows."
"Suitable," Kell agreed with a slight nod.
"There may be a problem if she's already obsessed," I said. "Anita says so."
"Then Anita should be with you," Opal said. "What is the status of the werewolf? Will he be recovered enough to take along?"
"Oh, I think so," I said, although I worried what Anita would think. "His sister could go, too," I suggested.
"Good. I'll ask you to carry job offers to them," Opal said. "I'd like Mason and Klancy to travel at night—I can arrange transportation for them."
"We can all travel at night," Kell said.
"True. I'll schedule a private jet. It's not a long trip from San Francisco to Vegas."
* * *
"The Colorado prison riot ended about an hour ago—they're counting bodies," Jorden informed us as he drove to our hotel. "We have two more to visit tomorrow, before the boss sends you home for a few days."
"What's the preliminary on that?" Kory asked.
"At least a hundred dead. I think that's conservative," Jorden shook his head as he turned a corner. "Word has it that some of the guards locked themselves inside a room somewhere, but I think the boss wants you to question them in a few days. Just to make sure they weren't part of the problem."
"Yeah."
"I'll let you know when it's set up," Jorden said. "Until then, just put it out of your mind."
"Easier said than done," I mumbled on of Gran's favorites while staring at my hands.
It's okay, baby , one of Kory's hands covered both of mine.
* * *
Kordevik
After another restless night and an early morning in the gym, Lexsi and I got ready for our trip to two prisons; one in New York, another in Virginia. Virginia was closest so it was first on the list. A helicopter was scheduled to take us there.
I almost wished they'd let Lexsi and me skip in with Kell and Opal, who was coming with us, this time.
Opal was determined to arrive by mundane means. I realized that many
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