Chapter 17Sandy had no idea if this was standard procedure, but once they’d put Pickering in a cell, put a shirt on Thaddeus that fit, and fed him some pain pills, they all hopped into a car and drove toward the old railroad tunnels.
“Thad?” Jaecar turned around in the passenger seat so he was able to look at them. “What are we to expect?”
Thaddeus frowned. “I don’t know. I haven’t met many warlocks…that I know of. I have a feeling there are a lot more out there than we suspect, but I don’t know what to expect.”
“I meant more about the environment. You’ve been in the tunnels.”
Sandy found the way Thaddeus squirmed under Jaecar’s gaze interesting.
“I haven’t been there as much as you might think. I…eh…I’ve been to the black market. There’s a door, it’s not hidden exactly, but it’s old
