CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

Caleb gasped for air and slumped on a tree trunk. Glancing at the map in his hands he wondered why it led him around Brighton instead of to the solution to the feud with the witches.

When he'd snatched the map out of the trembling old man, he expected that it would lead him to a sort of secret cave or tomb engraved with ancient secrets. He didn't get any of that. Instead, he'd wandered around Brighton like a madman.

He growled,

"Those fools."

Since he didn't know where to start, he decided to find out what Andrew was doing. He had a simple plan. Trail them and cause enough havoc that'll distract and slow them down.

But when they started visiting the oldest pack members, he was so impressed by the idea that instead of going with his first plan, he decided to go in after them.

Immediately they left a spot he rushed in and threatened the unfortunate fools he'd encountered into submission, asking them to tell him everything they'd told Andrew and Larry.

Most of them were crazy and easily