Chapter 22
Arik hung up the phone and looked at Ciaran and Madeline. They were back in their current time, and Ciaran had placed them in an exclusive high-rise apartment in the middle of vibrant London.
Ciaran’s philosophy was that the most secure place would be right under the enemy’s nose, where it appeared to be the least secure. Although Ciaran had blocked out the top five floors for exclusivity, Arik’s stomach still churned whenever he saw the shadow of anyone walking in the foyer or out on the street.
Arik admired Ciaran for his leadership ability. He’d never told Ciaran that and made a mental note to himself that he must learn some of Ciaran’s skills to use when he became the leader of the Yellow Shield tribe in Xiilok. He was too jumpy to think about that now. He had almost punc
