Chapter 21. Humans Would Never Know

Talia's POV

"What about the Council?"

"There you aren't so lucky. We had a person call his office and ask for him, and she was told he was out sick and was not expected to return for a week or more. He's not at his apartment either, according to the doorman he left two days after the shooting. I think you have to assume he knows who you are, and he's looking for you for the Council, not the FBI."

I let out a breath. "Just fucking great," I said. "It doesn't matter, the first thing I need to do is get Tania home and safe with our family. Once she's safe, I'll head to Denver."

"I want you to have some backup, especially with Meechum out there," Jarrod said. "I want Marcy backing you up."

"I'm going up there on my motorcycle, there's no place for her," I said.

"She's flying to St. Paul tonight, the coven there will host her. As long as you arrange for the transfer after dark, she can watch your back."

I thought about it, Marcie was a fierce fig