Page 68 of Tin God
“Not from him.”
“So Ben’s with you.”
“You know he is.”
“That means you could find me.”
“Iwillfind you. All I’d need to do is set foot on the ground there and you know I’d find you.”
“Carwyn—”
“But a young wind vampire convinced me that it was a good idea to let you and Tenzin work together. Is he wrong?”
She shook her head but said nothing.
“Is this some sort of strange bonding ritual between you and the psychopath?”
“Zasha or Tenzin?” Brigid ran a hand across her forehead and rubbed her temple. “Sorry, that’s not fair. She took a test.”
“Only passed by a slim margin from what I heard.” If there were vampires he’d trust with his mate’s life, Tenzin was not on the list. But she was as terrible as Zasha, so that was something. “Is Oleg helping you?” He hated the Russian on principle, but at least he had faith the fire vampire wouldn’t want to piss off any of Brigid’s many powerful friends.
“Oleg is helping me work with my fire,” Brigid said. “We need to find a boat.”
“Because Zasha is coordinating hunting parties on a boat somewhere, then sending vampires ashore to wreak havoc on isolated vampires and their humans.”
She blinked. “How did you?—?”
“Ben tells me everything.”
Brigid leaned closer to the screen. “Is he with you?”
“No. But I heard about the raid.” He reached out his hand, then pulled it back. “How are you?”
“It was bad.” Her voice was rough. “That’s not why I’m asking.”
Carwyn sat up straight. “Did something happen to Tenzin?”
“No, but someone set fire to their loft in New York. No one was hurt, but it sounds like their home was pretty much destroyed. Don’t tell him yet. Tenzin is…”
“Angry.”
“I’ve never seen her like this,” Brigid said. “We’re lookin’ for anything that’s connected to the Sokholovs in Alaska. She’s got Gavin looking.”
“Good.” He didn’t want to talk business with her. He wanted to scream at her, but he knew it wasn’t productive. “Listen, Brigid?—”
“I shouldn’t have left. Mo chroí. My heart.” Her voice was barely over a whisper. “I’m sorry I left. I wanted to protect you, but most of the time I feel like I’m stumbling around in the dark up here. It’s a bog. There’s nothing I can hold—” Her voice caught. “I want to do something, but I don’t have a plan for this, Carwyn. There’re too many variables. And this place is giant. Vast on a level I can hardly wrap my brain around. I don’t know what I’m doin’, and now Tenzin says that she’s gonna kill Zasha and I’m really not sure how she plans to do that but?—”
“Shhhh.” He ached to reach her. He wanted to grab her, shake her a little, then hide her away from any harm. “The first thing you need to do is listen.”
Brigid closed her mouth.
“Maith an cailín. Good girl.” Carwyn took a deep breath. “We’re coming around to the same ideas from different places. For now we work apart. We utilize Oleg’sandKatya’s resources. If Gavin finds anything on land, you tell me. If we find anything from our side, we’ll tell you. Ben may be strong as hell, but he’s not as experienced a hunter as Tenzin is. I may not like the woman, but she hunted a clan into extinction because they wronged her. She can find Zasha Sokholov.”
“That seems to be the reason she needs to find them.”
Carwyn leaned forward. “Zasha was part of her sire’s clan?”
“Not exactly.”