Bab 168: Factor You Into The Equation  

Feeling slightly better, even if my throat felt raw, I rolled out of bed and walked over to the window. The decision had been made, and now the only thing I could do was get ready for it.

"Gabriel?" I asked out loud as I looked at the harsh landscape of Dakar. Don't get me wrong, Ba'dqeel's castle was stunning, with manicured gardens and trees lining the property. He could deny the fact that this was a castle all he wanted; there was no way it was anything but.

Calling this place a mansion was like calling the ocean a lake. Technically it wasn't wrong; both represented bodies of water, but they were nothing a like.

"I'm here," said Gabriel softly, his voice a soothing presence in my ear after dealing with the phantoms. Briefly looking around the room to make sure that there were none in here, I stared at the fountain that wasn't a fountain in the middle of the garden. "What can I do?"