Hugh gaped at the portal where his brother had just stood, an uneasy feeling stirring in his stomach.
He wasn’t keen on the fact that Dale has just flitted away again, leaving them in this strange and precarious situation.
Kat glowered at him. “I don’t like it, Hugh. I don’t like any of this.”
“Neither do I,” he admitted, then stared at the cage, which teetered on the edge of the portal.
Elijah stared back at him with Neve still passed out in his arms, nervous. “There’s nothin’ to hold on to in ‘ere. Except her, the harness, and maybe the bars.”
For once, nothing rumbled or shook when the stone singer spoke aloud.
“Blimey, this thing is dampenin’ my powers.”
Hugh just hoped it kept Neve’s at bay as well.
He checked the Geiger watch, then motioned to the other Rogue Hunters. “Get in
