Cassandra tried desperately to think of something. But he was right. There was no other way. Maybe if they could reach Urian, but he'd been gone for several days now and no one, not even Phoebe, had seen hide nor hair of him.
"When and where are you supposed to meet him?" she asked.
"Tonight at the Inferno."
"We'll think of something by then."
Wulf hoped so. The alternative was completely unacceptable to him.
"I'll go and help."
Both Wulf and Kat looked at Chris as if he'd lost his mind.
"What are we supposed to do with you, Chris?" Wulf asked. "Lob you at them?"
Chris bristled, offended. "I'm not a baby, Wulf. I happen to know how to fight. Hell, I've been sparring against you for years."
"Yeah, but I never really hit you."
Chris looked even more offended.
Kat patted him on the arm. "Don't worry, Chris. The day that Sony PlayStation attacks the world and threatens to destroy it, we'll give you a call."
Chris made a disgusted sound. "Why do I bother?"
Wulf took a deep breath as he fastened his sword on. "Your job is to protect Cassandra and Erik. I need you here, boy."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm ever useless."
Wulf grabbed Chris by the back of his neck and pulled him close. "You are never useless to me. I don't ever want to hear that out of your mouth again. You hear me?"
"Okay." Chris relented as he tried to shrug off Wulf's fierce grip. "I guess my baby-making abilities aren't completely defunct with the new heir, huh?"
Wulf ruffled his hair, then turned to Kat. "You ready?"
"I suppose. You do realize they'll just run from me?"
"Good. Keep them stirred up. If they're busy worrying about hurting you, then they can't concentrate on hacking me into pieces."
"Good point."
As he started for the door, Cassandra stopped him. She pulled him tight against her and held him close. "Come back to me, Wulf."
"I fully intend to. God and Odin willing."
She kissed him, then let him go. Wulf took one last look at his wife and the baby who was sleeping on the floor completely oblivious to what was happening tonight. Oblivious that if Stryker had his way, Erik would die and the world would end.
How he wished he could be so ignorant. But he couldn't. He had a job to do and too much to lose if he failed. In the back of his mind was the one repeating thought… How had Stryker found out about Cassandra's father?
Could Urian have betrayed them? Would he?
Part of him wanted to believe it was a coincidence. The other part of him couldn't help wondering if Urian had changed his mind about helping Stryker after all. The man was his father…
He and Kat left the apartment and met Phoebe at the main entrance. She held out a necklace to him and placed it around his neck. "This will allow the door to Elysia to open when you return. I couldn't get in touch with Urian and that concerns me. I only pray they haven't learned of his helping us."
"He's all right, Phoebe," Kat soothed. "Believe me, he's a great actor. I had no idea he wasn't a complete asshole. I'm sure his father doesn't know either."
Phoebe looked peeved by her words.
"It was a joke, Phoebe," Kat said. "Lighten up."
Phoebe shook her head. "How can you be so nonchalant when you know what's at stake?"
"Unlike the rest of you, I know I'll live through the night, one way or the other. Unless the earth is destroyed or they hack me to pieces, I'm in no danger. My only fear is for all of you."
"Then make sure you stand close to me," Wulf said, only half-jokingly. "I need some Teflon-coated armor."
Kat shoved him toward the exit."Yeah, yeah. Big Viking defender hiding behind me. I'll believe that one when I see it."
Wulf led the way out of the city, up to the surface. The truck they had arrived in had been moved to a nearby cave that housed several vehicles they kept just in case one of their people went Daimon and needed a link to the human world.
It was sick, but Wulf was grateful just this once for their "care" of the Daimons. The spring thaw had started and the ground wasn't as frozen as it had been before.
Shanus had given him several sets of keys so that he could choose the automobile most likely to get them there quickly. Wulf chose the navy blue Mountaineer. Kat got in first. He looked back the way they had come while his thoughts returned to his family. "It'll be okay, Wulf."
"Yeah," he whispered. He knew it would be. He was going to make damn sure of it.
Wulf got in and drove them back toward the city. His first stop would be his house. Or what was left of it. He wanted to be fully armed for this conflict. They drove for well over an hour before they reached his estate. Wulf pulled into his driveway and hesitated. There was no sign of battle here anymore. His garage, his windows were all intact.
Even the front gate was standing.
"Did Stryker repair it?" he asked Kat.
She burst out laughing. "Not his style. Believe me. He never repairs the damage he does. I have no idea what happened here. Maybe your Squires' Council?"