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taking control of Kalen would spell disaster for everyone.
And why? What is his ultimate goal?
    First, they had to contain the threat.
    “Kalen,” he said, “I can’t let you leave. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
    The Sorcerer stared at him for a long moment, then swallowed hard. “If I go, you’ll hunt me down and kill me.”
    “If you go rogue and fight us, yes. I’ll have no other choice. But if you stay, we’ll monitor you and do all we can to free you of
his
influence, whoever he is.”
    “Then I guess I have no other
choice
but to stay,” he said bitterly.
    “There’s always a choice.”
    “What’s going to happen to me?” Green eyes pinned Nick, begging for the truth.
    The vision that had been threatening finally exploded in Nick’s brain. His head fell back as the office vanished and he found himself racked with pain, kneeling in the middle of a field as cold rain lashed down like needles and lightning split the sky, then zipped down to scorch the ground.
    All around him, his men battled unearthly creatures from hell and beyond. Losing ground with every passing minute. Facing their doom.
    And on a high pinnacle stood the Sorcerer with his staff, soaking wet. Screaming to the heavens for help that would not come.
    A detonation shook the ground and all was lost in a maelstrom of wind and rain. Of blood and tears. The world fell away.
    “Nick!”
    Dead. Was he dead?
    “Nicky!”
    Nick’s eyes snapped open and he gasped, sucking air into his lungs. Kalen was crouched on the floor in front of him, shaking his shoulders, face panicked. “I’m okay,” he croaked.
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yeah.”
No.
    “Jesus,” Kalen breathed. Standing, he took a step back. “You scared the crap out of me.”
    “Sorry, kid.” He took a few steadying breaths.
    “Nick, am I going to die?” he asked softly.
    Oh, God. Don’t you understand I wouldn’t tell you even if I could?
“We all die sometime. But I know what you mean, and I honestly can’t tell you because I didn’t see that.”
    Technically, it was true.
    “Am I going to hurt any of my friends? Innocents?”
    “I don’t know.”
    Seconds passed in heavy silence.
    “All right.” Kalen sighed. “I’ll stay.”
    “Good. Keep me posted on any developments with the creature. In the meantime, be ready to roll. I have afeeling that lead on where Aric and Micah are being held just may pan out, and soon.”
    “Will do.”
    With that, the Sorcerer walked out and left Nick alone.
    So alone. As he’d been for the past two and a half centuries.

Three
    T he fierce arguing reached Aric’s ears long before the combatants came into view. A woman’s and a man’s voices. No, two or three men. Beryl and who else? He couldn’t make out their angry words over the roaring in his ears and the pounding in his head, and decided it didn’t matter, anyway. There wasn’t much left of him but a slab of meat hanging in chains, and the wicked stepsister would carve up the rest soon enough.
    Was there anyone on the planet who gave a damn what happened to him?
    He wasn’t a guy normally given to loads of introspection, but there was nothing to do in this hellhole but think. The longer he remained their special guest, the more the twin demons of doubt and fear eroded his confidence, unraveled the threads holding together his sanity.
    But maybe losing his mind wouldn’t be a bad deal.
    As footsteps neared him, he lifted his chin slightly to peer at the group through the fall of his long, dirty redhair. He wished he hadn’t, because even more than Beryl, the sight of three men, two in lab coats and one meathead that was obviously the hired muscle, chilled his soul the way nothing else could have.
    Except for their heated conversation.
    “. . . better be glad I’m not making a phone call,” one of the men said coldly. He was average in height and looks, brown hair. Outside of this place, nobody would give him a second glance.
    “Do it, Bowman,” Beryl