Chapter 132

Timothy met his gaze and motioned discreetly to a group of chairs in one of the corners of the room. Vergel made his way there and sat. Better. Now his height wasn’t so noticeable. Around him, warriors roamed, filing papers, obtaining licenses, visiting inmates, and going about their business.

After a few minutes, Timothy sat down near him. "Where’s Finn?"

Vergel met his eyes and gave his head a subtle shake. "We separated."

Timothy made a low grunt. He was worried too. "What’s your plan?"

He stared out one of the huge windows at the blue sky, the shuffling, shifting sounds of all those around him filling his thoughtful silence. "I intend to inquire if she's being held here. We need to know that first."

"They won’t let her see visitors. It doesn’t matter how good a story you tell."

"Yes, I know." He went silent for a moment. "If she’s being held, we’ll need to sneak into the prison area. We know how it’s laid out."

"You and Finn do it. I’ll create