Grace and Glory (The Harbinger #3) - Jennifer L. Armentrout Page 0,138
my mind yet.”
I had so many questions—so many things I wanted to talk about—but Dez rejoined us. “I hate to interrupt, but I’ve got to head out soon.”
“The angel blades,” I recalled, turning back to him. “What about them?”
“Angel blades?” repeated Ty.
“Basically angelic weapons that can kill literally anything,” I explained.
“They’re missing,” Dez stated, tone hard.
Zayne turned to Dez. “Come again?”
“They’re gone.” Dez shook his head in disbelief. “Gideon went to grab them from where he had them locked up in the basement, and they were gone.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “I’m sure they didn’t sprout little angel wings and fly their way out of here.”
“I don’t understand. Gideon has surveillance cameras everywhere.”
“Yeah, but there are blind spots in the basement. You know that, and with everyone going in and out using the training facilities, anyone could’ve slipped into a blind spot and broke into the safe.”
“But why would a Warden steal the angel blades?” I demanded.
“A Warden wouldn’t,” Dez said.
Zayne nodded. “I have to agree with that.”
“Then we’re back to the blades sprouting wings?” I demanded.
“I know I haven’t been around,” Jada said. “But I’m going to assume the sprouting wings thing is impossible.”
“He has wings.” I pointed at Zayne. “They’re hidden right now.”
“What?” Ty turned to Zayne. “I thought Fallen didn’t have wings?”
“He’s superspecial,” I said.
Zayne winked at me. “That I am.”
“I know you all always want to believe the best in Wardens, but one of them has to have taken them,” I reasoned.
“We’re questioning everyone nonetheless,” Dez said, unfolding his arms. “If they’re still here, we’ll find them.” He glanced over at Ty. “I’m going to be heading out in about twenty minutes, if you want to tag along.”
Ty nodded.
“Hell, I almost forgot.” Dez grabbed something from a nearby shelf, handing it to Zayne. “Here’s your phone and wallet.”
“Thanks, man.”
Dez turned to me. “And I have something for you. It’s a just in case measure. A tracer. Gideon thought it would be a good idea since there’s been attempts to grab you. I just need something of yours that you always have on you.”
“My phone?” I glanced over at Zayne. His features were hard, but he nodded. I pulled it out and handed it over to Dez.
He looked over the phone, and then popped off the case. “It’ll still work behind the case. Here it won’t be so noticeable.” His gaze shot to Zayne as a low rumbling sound came out of him. “Hey, man, I know you don’t like the idea of someone grabbing her, but this is a good idea.”
“I know it is,” Zayne bit out. “And you’re right. I don’t like the idea of someone grabbing her.”
“Neither do I.” I took my phone back, slipping it in my pocket. “But thank you. This is smart.”
“No problem. Hopefully it doesn’t become useful.”
As Dez walked out, I turned to Zayne. “I can’t believe the angel blades are missing.”
His jaw was still set in a hard line. “Me, neither, but I also don’t see how it could be one of the Wardens.”
Rubbing my temples, I cursed under my breath. “Well, at least we still have Lucifer.” I dropped my hand, twisting toward Jada. “Uh...”
“We know,” Jada responded. “We heard all about you bringing him in.”
“And losing him,” Ty added.
“I wouldn’t say we lost him,” I clarified. “We misplaced him for a short period of time, but we found him.”
Jada shook her head. “If my father found out about Lucifer, he’d definitely flip.”
I was willing to bet Thierry was already flipping out.
My phone dinged from my back pocket. Pulling it out, I quickly read the message. “Hey.” I looked up at Zayne. “Roth says that Lucifer already has someone who may know where Bael is holed up.”
His brows lifted. “Damn. He works fast.”
“That he does.” I shoved my phone back in my pocket. If Lucifer had found someone, we needed to get over there ASAP. I hated to cut and run on Jada and Ty.
“Lucifer,” she whispered, shaking her head again. “I can’t believe you all are working with the Lucifer.”
“Yeah,” Zayne said. “Neither can we, so when this is all over, we’re just going to pretend like it never happened.”
I cracked a grin. “Sounds like a good plan.”
“What...what is he like?” she asked, and then cringed. “I can’t even believe I’m asking that.”
“I don’t think anyone can blame you for being curious.” Zayne smiled at her.
How did one describe Lucifer? “He’s, um, he’s unique.”