Destined for Dreams by Susan Illene

Author:Susan Illene [Illene, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dark Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Susan Illene
Published: 2017-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Bartol

It was midafternoon when Bartol, Tormod, and Caius arrived in Budapest. After checking into their hotel, they took a taxi to a local mystic’s home. Word had spread in Europe that their group was hunting the demon, and supernaturals were starting to call with tips. Their latest clue had come about two days ago, but they’d had to wrap up their cleaning job in Romania before they could head to Hungary.

The taxi stopped in front of an old apartment building three stories high and made of brick. An older woman with curly gray hair sat on the steps, gripping a cane stretched out in front of her. She looked at them as they approached and said something Bartol could not understand.

Tormod glanced over at him. “What did she say?”

“I’ve no idea. Never had a reason to learn Hungarian.” Bartol knew at least twenty different languages, half of them ancient and dead now, but he couldn’t take the time to learn them all. They were constantly evolving, and it wasn’t easy to keep up.

“I said wipe your feet!” the woman yelled in a heavily accented voice.

Well, it appeared she knew English. Bartol made a point of giving her a wide berth as he got near the steps. He’d had more than his fair share of experiences with cranky, old women and didn’t have any desire to get hit with a cane. She could probably put up a decent fight.

His nerou charge, on the other hand, hadn’t learned that lesson yet. Before Bartol could warn Tormod, the young man reached down and touched the woman’s shoulder, a look of concentration on his face. It didn’t take long to figure out what he was doing. Tormod might be part demon, but he had a good heart. The elderly lady pulled away from him at first, cursing at him in both Hungarian and English. A moment later, though, she quieted and started leaning toward him.

Her wizened features softened. “You’ve got a good touch, boy. I haven’t felt this good in years.”

“It won’t last forever,” Tormod informed her. “But you should feel better for at least a little while.”

She patted his hand. “Thank you. I always said not all of the magic users were bad.”

Bartol probably shouldn’t have let the nerou heal a stranger when they had more important matters to attend, but Tormod had been rather shaken up by what he’d seen—and had to clean up—in the cathedral. This was the first time the anger and helplessness that had filled his features for days was gone. They all had their ways of dealing with tragedy. The nerou hadn’t faced much in his life, so if healing one old woman made him feel better, it couldn’t hurt to allow it.

They wiped their feet, making a big show of it, and entered the building. It was dim inside, but they found the elevator and took it to the third floor. The apartment they sought ended up being at the end of a long, dark hallway where half the homes contained shouting adults or crying babies.

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