She was honest.
“They are gone forever,” she said.
Hopefully, Tori’s dead hadn’t gotten too close. Avalon felt them not far from Tori when all of that went down.
Truthfully, for her, it had been too close.
Raven sighed.
“Unfortunately, that’s what I thought. I was trying to find a way to track it that way. I felt his energy, and I wanted to see if it left breadcrumbs back to it. I was thinking of letting Booth scry.”
She stopped him.
“He knows where we are. If you open a doorway, like with scrying, now that he knows where Genesis is, you’ll inadvertently invite him in. Mirrors are doorways.”
Yeah, that was a hell no.
“No scrying,” Julian said, pointing at his brother. “We don’t need you possessed.”
Oh, Honor gasped.
“Absolutely not! I like him witchy, not demon-y!” she stated.
Booth reassured his wife.
“I’m not opening any doorways, my love. Breathe,” he stated, knowing his wife was seconds from a breakdown. Honor got that look on her face when she was ready to lose her mind.
Oh, and it was there.
Bishop finally had an opening, and she was able to share with them what she and Honor had found.
“Well, then, it’s a good thing we found something,” she admitted. “While we were searching online, Honor and I came across something.”
That made Julian curious.
“What?”
She shared.
“We found some things that are suspicious.”
Tori lifted a brow.
“You did?”
Both women nodded.
“Avalon said we each needed to do our part. The cops and investigators had to research, while she and her people did their thing.”
Oh, and the Marines got ready to do theirs.
But she left that out.
“What did you find?” Tori asked.
They both said one word.
“Suicides.”