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“Oh, Brandt, no. You’re so much better,” Remi answered, hugging Brandt just as tightly.

“You call me,” Brandt said, tapping his own temple. “You’re not blocked, and you won’t be. All I need is your call for help and a location and I’ll have Tempest get me there so fast you won’t even believe it.”

“I appreciate it.”

“You drive safe, Remi.”

“I will, and I’ll let you know when I get there.”

Brandt nodded and walked back over near his steps. He stood there and watched as Remi pulled out and drove away, before he slowly went up stairs and took a minute just for himself, outside on his porch.

Remi drove up to the front of the neighborhood, pausing just before pulling out onto the highway. He put his car in park, and looked down at his phone riding in the cup holder nearhis knee. He picked it up and dialed a number he knew from memory.

It rang three or four times before it was finally answered. “Hello?”

“Uncle Riley?”

“Yeah?”

Remi took a deep breath and let it out as he gathered his courage. “Uncle Riley, I request sanctuary.”

The line was quiet for a few moments.

“It won’t be easy,” Riley said.

“I am well aware,” Remi said.

“I just got one thing to say…”

“Yes, sir?” Remi answered.

“What took you so damn long?!” Riley demanded.

Remi smiled to himself. “Had some healing to do.”

“You get it done?” Riley asked.

“Yes, sir.”

“Come on, then. I grant you sanctuary — temporarily. You’ll have to earn permanent status.”

“Yes, sir. I’m on my way,” Remi said.

The end, for now.