“Holy hell,” Brett exclaimed seconds later. They were on top of a low, stony hill overlooking a small park. It was surrounded on all sides by trees—although not enough of them to hide them, as far as Brett was concerned. The sky was a clear blue, the air felt thin and cool—a vast difference from New Orleans.
“What if someone had been here when we arrived?”
“That’s why I cast an invisibility spell over us,” Kylian replied.
Brett looked at him. “I can see you.”
“Because you’re within the spell.” Kylian dropped it since there was no one around, telling Brett that he’d done so.
“Okay. So we’re here. How do we get to…wherever?”
“My car. It’s in a long-term parking garage.” Kylian gestured to a building across the street. “Wherever would be my office first, so we can do a search for availa
