Chapter 131

The incubus was slumped forward, tied to the chair, and unconscious rather than dead if his heavy breathing was any indication. He was still wearing Nathan’s T-shirt.

“Where’s the trap?” Nathan whispered to his brother.

They remained nearly shoulder to shoulder or back to back as they moved further into the warehouse. Nathan looked up at the ceiling, especially the area above Sasha’s head, but he couldn’t see anything suspicious. The walls were just as bare.

“I don’t see anything,” Jim whispered back. “You don’t think he booby trapped the chair, do you?”

Now Nathan was even more anxious, but he didn’t think Gabriel seemed the pyrotechnic type. The chair looked clean, something Gabriel had probably pulled out of one of the rooms. They could see almost all of it, even with how Sasha was slouched.