Thanks to Victor’s medicine, Tristan hadn’t had another attack. For now, he was functioning like nothing was wrong.

Victor and Elena had gone off to track down the last ingredient for the antidote. It would probably take a week or two before they came back.

Meanwhile, Lionel’s men were still struggling to locate Nathan. The man was a master of escape—every time they got close, he’d slip away at the last second.

Lionel frowned as he scanned the latest report. “He ...