Nico jerked his head up, losing his concentration. “Jamie?” He thought he’d heard him call out, but the connection was severed.
Studying the row of houses on the street, he ground his teeth in frustration, terrified of what Piter might be doing with his lover. Damn! He’d arrived in Bari quick enough, but it had taken him most of the day to track the Krampus this far. When he tried to focus on Jamie, he’d caught glimpses of pain and fear, but no direction. The Krampus fought him, confusing Nico’s thoughts. The Basilica di San Nicola reared up in the distance and he stifled the urge to hunch his shoulders. The goblin often brought his victims to this area near the church, but they could be in any one of these homes.
“Jamie, cuore mio, where are you?” he whispered, anxiety eating away at hi
