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Clay grunted and continued to stare at the ood way to launch this rescue And it had to be a simple rescue mission They couldn’t risk a full-out assault on the pestilents now Not when they were so close If they could get their hands on Hale and get his powers handed over to hi the pestilents and have the rift closed at long last

But if one or more of them died now? It would be another twenty to thirty years before he resurfaced and was ready to receive his powers to launch the fight all over again

Could the world wait another three decades?

Could the Weavers hold out that long?

Lucien didn’t want to contemplate it

“Does anyone have any suggestions on hoe go in?” Clay inquired

“Actually…” Calder started and then paused “I do, but it’s not pretty”

Lucien shifted on the sofa to look at theon his bottom lip as he stared at the map

Grey stepped forward and placed his hand on Cort’s shoulder “I doubt anything we co to be safe or close to pretty What are you thinking?”

Calder chewed his lips for another second and glanced up at Wiley “You can hear Baer’s thoughts when he’s in animal form?”

Wiley nodded “Pretty clearly”

“I’ three teams Wiley and Baer are one team The rest of us are split into two other teams The non-Baer teams are the distraction tea the Weaver in the house somewhere That means our job is to draw every pestilent out of the house to fight us”

“You want Baer and Wiley to go inside?” Gio inquired

Calder shook his head “Baer goes inside alone in animal form Small Really small” He looked at Baer “How small have you shifted?”

Baer’s expression scrunched up a little in thought “Mouse Finch”

“Can you do smaller? Like a house fly? Mosquito? Spider?”

Baer frowned “Yes, probably, but there’s a cohly the sao, the more limited I am My concentration starts to slip It’s harder to remember complicated plans or instructions”