Chapter 28: Brothers Zornov

Trill spun, stared at me like I'd slapped her. Cable cursed softly and shrugged. A black tunnel formed and I gaped at them, though I could see a faint glimmer of Harvard Yard on the other side. So, they couldn't travel between planes, per se. The connection between Boston and the Stronghold must have given them something to latch onto.

At least, I hoped that was the case.

Trill continued to hold my gaze as her friends filed through and left the Stronghold. She lingered one last moment, sadness on her face before she turned to Owen and Apollo.

"Are you coming?" She held out her hand to her brothers, desperation clear.

Owen shook his head, refusing to meet her eyes while Apollo sighed softly, hands in his pockets.

"Be safe, sis," he said. "We'll be waiting for you when you come to your senses."