Chapter 64

“Dane.” Sean sounded relieved, and Dane could see it in his eyes, too, when he turned and moved over to Dane. Sean stood close but didn’t touch him. “Can you hear me? Understand what I’m saying?”

“Yeah, asshole,” said Dane, the words hoarse and scratchy in his throat. But he managed them.

“Oh, good. I was worried…the magic…”

“Didn’t get you, did it?”

Sean shrugged, offered a strange expression that was almost apologetic.

“I didn’t get the shit beaten out of me. I figure that somewhat decreases your ability to resist it. You were…not doing well at the end there.”

“Ground’s stable again, but hearing you take direction from a witch makes me fucking wonder about my head.”

Sean frowned at the joke, winced. So he had a headache, too. Dane figured it would have been hard to escape without one. Sean lowered his voice when he spoke.

“You killed her kid. I’ll take any direction she gives me.”

“You’re disgusting. You don’t have to act like one of them.”