Chapter 52: Chapter Fifty-One

I found Ian and Leandra not too far from the crowd that had gathered for mine and Berto’s fight. “Where is their camp? My dad will be here in about four hours, so if you’re going to come with us, I need to go get your sister.”

She furrowed her brow, “From here? I don’t know. I’m not sure what direction we flew in after you guys grabbed me.”

“Could you do a spell to locate your sister?”

“I think I could. I’ve never done one before, but it’s worth a shot.” She raised her wrists, “These have to come off though.”

I nodded and bent her wrists free of the irons, “How long until you know something?”

“Hopefully not too long, but like I said I haven’t completed this type of spell before,” she said.

I looked at Ian, “Let me know as soon as you guys know something. Ian get her anything she needs, within reason,” he nodded and they got to work on the spell. I sought out Mucamutara, “Daniel said it will be about four hours before he gets here.”

“You will at least stay the night then,” she stated, “I will get started on beds and other sleeping arrangements.”

I nodded my thanks, “I’m going to go question the hunter, if that’s still okay with you.”

“Of course. Please-what is it you say-keep me in the circle?”

I smiled, “Close. ‘Keep me in the loop.’”

She smiled and waved her hands, “Loop, circle, are they not the same?” She asked before walking to a few of her clan members.

I walked down into the cells, “Your Majesty,” the guards bow slightly.

“The hunter?” I asked with a raised brow. They led me to his cell, “Thank you,” I said to them as they walked back to their post.

“What do you want, filth?” the hunter asked.

“How did you end up in Venezuela?” I asked, sitting on the floor across from his cell.

“Like I would tell you anything, filth.”

“What’s your position with the Northcott Hunters?” I sat in silence waiting, before smirking, “Come on. Are you not proud of your position with the hunters?”

He snorted, “Yeah I am, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to tell you.”

“Why?”

He gave me a questioning look, “I-we-I don’t have to tell you anything, filth.”

“So you’ve said,” I said with a small smirk and head tilt, “But what I don’t get is why? No one will know you gave anything up.”

“Because I’m loyal. I refuse to turn on my people.”

I sighed, “Fine. Just remember none of them would try to save you, given the chance.”

“You don’t know that!” He shouted.

I laughed, “You forget how many of you I’ve killed. Each and every one of them begged for death and none of them attempted to save the other.” I smiled at him before pushing dominance into my voice, “What’s your position with the Northcott hunters?”

I watched as he struggled against the dominance before giving in, “I’m a lieutenant.”

“How long has your group been in South America?” I asked, keeping the dominance in my voice.

“Several years. I came over right after I was promoted to lieutenant a few years ago,” he said with his head bowed.

“How did the hunters know to establish themselves near the camp?”

“That dragon called us, told us where to set up our camp, and that he would allow us to come in and abduct all the filth we wanted, so long as we took the ones he wanted us to take first.”

“Do you have to check in at all?”

“Yeah. We’re supposed to report every other day with progress and what we’ve gotten from the filths we capture.”

“Did Joseph ever come into your camp?”

“Joseph?”

“The dragon that called your group.”

He nodded, “He came in often with an old man. They would spend time with the filths we had captured.”

“What did they do?”

“I don’t know. They would go in and told us if they were interrupted he would kill all of us.”

My brow furrowed, “Did you notice anything about him when they came out of the shed?”

He started to shake his head, but stopped himself, “He seemed to walk taller and his eyes were darker, like blacker than when he would come into camp.”

“That’s not good,” Niamh said in my head.

“What does that mean,” I asked her.

“We need to talk to Daniel,” is all she said in response.

I asked the hunter a few more questions before Ian’s voice entered my head, “We’ve got a location.”

I stood to leave, “Wait. What’s going to happen to me?”

I turned back to him, “I don’t know for sure, but I know you almost definitely won’t like it.”

“Please. You have to help me,” he said, grabbing onto the bars.

I laughed humorlessly, “Why do I have to help you? You have tortured and raped how many of my people? I don’t owe you anything.” I said before walking away as he screamed at the top of his lungs for my help. Once out of the cells, I found Ian and Leandra easily. “Where’s the camp?”

“It’s fifty miles northeast of here,” Leandra said.

“Do you know how many there are in the camp?”

She shook her head, “They kept us locked up, so I didn’t get to see much of the camp.”

I nodded, “I’ll be back. If I’m not back before Daniel gets here, don’t let him get out of hand.”

“You’re not seriously going alone are you?” I nodded and moved my hands in a what-of-it gesture, “Do I need to remind you what happened last time you went on a mission alone?” Ian asked.

I rolled my eyes, “This is different. I have my immunities and fun bending tricks they can’t prepare for or guard against. I’ll be fine.”

He rolled his eyes, “Don’t expect me to rescue your dumb ass when you get caught.”

“Yeah yeah. I’ll see you when I get back,” I said before walking to the clan’s landing strip, stripping, and shifting.