Chapter 7
Caedmon wasn’t keen on square buildings. But he wasn’t going to find the grand rooms and high-ceilinged towers of Eudaiz anywhere else in the multiverse. He glanced back at the bedroom door and was sure Alyna was still resting. He needed his privacy, but he couldn’t leave her alone in her current condition.
His stomach growled. He was really hungry. But he had work to do, and he had to make use of the little space he had available in this compartment.
He settled at the kitchen table and turned on his wrist unit. He entered a command, and the face of Lorcan Brody, a wicked technology head in the Daimon Gate appeared.
Lorcan frowned. “Ciaran?”
“I guess I look like my father.”
“Holy cow, you’re Caedmon. The unit just said LeBlanc, so I assumed… Wait, so you’re calling from the
