Denae was ready with pen and paper as he gave her the locations and passwords to get in.
“Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Rhi asked him sweetly. “You should’ve thought twice about trying to kill Denae, but more than that, you made the worst decision of your life to mix with the Dark Fae.”
Frank’s eyes widened. “Ar … ar … are you a … a … a…”
Rhi dramatically rolled her eyes. “No, I’m a Light Fae. I don’t take kindly to humans messing where they don’t belong. And that means you. So, now that we have the locations, it’s time to wipe your memory of anything to do with Denae.”
“Wait!” he yelled.
But it was too late.
Denae waited a second before she stepped next to Rhi, who had her hand on Frank’s forehead. “What if he lied about the locations, or left one out?”
“Already thought of that. I’m searching his mind now,” Rhi said, her eyes closed and her face lined in concentration. A few minutes later she shook her head. “He told us the truth. Now, I’ll just wipe his mind of your image and name, replacing it with the agent you used below.”
“Will it really screw him up?”
Rhi opened her eyes and met Denae’s gaze. “No. But I can. I’m willing, if that’s what you want. He ordered you killed. And he’s involved with the Dark. Not to mention he wants to know about the Dragon Kings.”
“I do want to hurt him, but I won’t. Let him live with his replaced memories. His comeuppance will arrive soon enough.”
Rhi dropped her hand and moved around the desk. “Our next stop is Brazil. Rio is beautiful,” she said right before they disappeared out of the office.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
Kellan found Con in the mountain joined to the manor, the same mountain where the Silvers were imprisoned and kept sleeping.
He could hear the arguing coming from a back cavern as soon as he entered the mountain. Rhys’s and Con’s voices were the loudest of them all.
Kellan stalked into the cavern unseen, with everyone’s eyes focused in the center of the room where Rhys and Con were nose to nose arguing. Kellan set aside his sword and stepped into the crowd of Dragon Kings.
Instantly, they parted, giving him a clear path to Con. Rhys spotted him, and there must have been something in his face, because Rhys took a step back from Con.
“You can no’ just forget to check in,” Con said to Rhys. “We have responsibilities here.”
Rhys glowered with rage. “You’re no’ my father. Nor are you my keeper. I do my duties without having you keep tabs on me.”
“The Dark could’ve captured you as they did Kellan. I couldna leave two Kings in their hold.”
“But you could leave one?” Rhys asked, his face a mix of outrage and confusion.
Con’s chest puffed out as he took a deep breath, his mint-green dress shirt constricting with the movement. “That’s no’ what I meant, and you know it.”
Kellan was almost to them at this point. He didn’t stop, didn’t say a word as he approached and slammed his fist into Con’s jaw.
Con, the hit unseen, staggered to the side. He touched his busted lip and slowly straightened before his head turned to Kellan. “Your rage is out of control.”
The blow and pleasure at seeing Con bloodied only fueled his anger. “You have no idea. I warned you to stay out of my life. I told you I wouldna stand by and have you interfere, and you decided to ignore my threat.”
He didn’t give Con time to respond as he threw a left punch to Con’s kidneys and ducked Con’s wicked right aimed at his temple. Kellan straightened, and turned slightly to throw back his elbow twice into Con’s nose. Blood spewed everywhere as the sound of crunching bone echoed in the cavern.
A broken bone wasn’t going to keep Con down. He launched an attack at Kellan with fists swinging quick and deadly. Kellan managed to block some and duck another, but the rest landed just where Con wanted them.
*
Denae dusted off her hands and surveyed her handiwork. She and Rhi had made quick work of Rio before Rhi teleported them to Papua New Guinea.
“All done?” Rhi asked as she sauntered into the computer room.
“All done. I’m officially erased from MI5.” Denae felt the tension ease out of her shoulders. “I’d never have been able to do this without your help.”
Rhi rolled her eyes. “Oh, puh-leeze. You’d so have done it. It would’ve taken you longer, but you’d have made sure of it.”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe nothing. You’ve got skills, girl,” Rhi said with a smile. That smile quickly turned into a wince.
“What is it?”
Rhi flicked her long black hair over her shoulder. “My queen has been calling me for some time. She’s … well, she’s pissed now and letting me know it. I’ve got to go, Denae, but before I do, I’ll take you anywhere you want to go.”
She wasn’t ready to be alone. Without something to focus on, all she would think about would be Kellan. It would be so easy to have Rhi whisk her to some tropical island for some serious R&R, or even to another realm.