“Did you find out where we are going?” He reached my side and took my hand. I blinked rapidly as I stared up into his blue eyes.
My voice was a bit vapid as I tried to catalogue my thoughts. “Where in Romania is mount Drago located?” I’d asked Louis that earlier, but I wanted to check he had the right information.
Braxton paused. I could hear his breath. It had suddenly gone that quiet in the plane.
“I believe it’s near the Romanian prison,” he said, without inflection. “In the Carpathian Mountains.”
Shit.
I locked eyes with him. “According to the pilots, that’s where we’re heading.”
Judging by the expressions around me, we were all thinking the same thing: What the hell was the sorcerer up to, sending us straight into the mouth of the beast?