Chapter Four
Nicole stood over Cabal and Sarah’s sleeping forms as the horizon pushed the stars across the sky and replaced them with the blue-green glow of the approaching dawn. “I know where Jack is.” She said in barely more than a whisper.
Cabal’s eyes flew open and he bolted upright. “Tell me.” He demanded in a sleepy voice as Sarah sat up beside him.
Nicole sat down in the grass, her face was unusually calm and serene. “The king has a mysterious mistress who lives in a castle on a bluff overlooking the sea just south of here. Jack and the Prestons are imprisoned there.”
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