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Bryony pursed her lips. “I saw your bloomers.”

Regina smirked at her mildly disapproving tone. “Want me to tell you where I buy them from?”

She winked and dug an elbow in Bryony’s ribs. Bryony winced.

“What’s this?” Abraham said.

He bent and retrieved the card from the floor. His jaw dropped open when he read it. He met Bryony’s gaze.

“She—she didn’t?!” he spluttered.

Regina looked curiously over his shoulder. The witch sucked in air.

“She did.” Tension knotted Bryony’s belly afresh as she examined the empty strongbox. “She must have retrieved the compass before she left New York. I only hope it’s somewhere safe.”

The distant wails of sirens reached them as they listened to the building groaning around them.

CHAPTER32

Unease swelledinside Mae as they left Kraków Airport.

She couldn’t pick upReveal.

Serena glanced away from the road and shot a tense look at her. “Still nothing?”

Mae shook her head.

She caught Vlad’s worried look in the rearview mirror.

It had taken two hours to fly into Poland from Budapest. She’d expectedRevealto show up on her internal radar the closer they’d gotten to Kraków. The spell had remained stubbornly silent so far.

They reached the outskirts of the city and drove around Old Town. Dusk was falling by the time Serena pulled into a parking lot between a hip hotel and a private clinic, close to the city’s train station. It was the location Eva had identified as the one most worthy of their interest.

Mae climbed out of the vehicle while the rest of their convoy piled in behind them.

Her stomach churned.Did Vedran manage to get rid of my spell?

Maybe there is another reason why you cannot sense it,my witch,Brimstone hazarded.

The fox accompanied her as she walked to the middle of the car park.

Mae drew on her core. “Reveal!”

Her magic returned nothing. Hellreaver hummed nervously against her chest.

Serena and Vlad joined her, Cortes and Violet in their wake.

“You think the Sorcerer King undid your magic?” the incubus asked, his tone mirroring her trepidation.

“Either that or we’re at the wrong location.”

“My gut’s telling me this is the right place,” Serena said quietly.

A cell phone chimed behind them. It was Miles’s.

The sorcerer answered it. “Hi, Brent.”

He froze.

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