“That’s not a coincidence,” I said, my palms suddenly sweaty despite the cold metal. “Dragan could have gone anywhere, but he crashes Tony’s Jeep outside the Hall of Inquiry? He was wanting to be found so he could jump hosts. He’s trying to infiltrate the Order!”
“Maybe.” Jaxson pulled the chains from around Tony and hurled them aside. “But we don’t know for sure. Tony could have been resisting possession, and the Jeep crashed. You fought against Dragan’s dominance.”
That was a good point. “The result is the same. Cops found him. We should at least warn the Order.”
“Gretchen Mays. I’ll call her now,” Jaxson said. “Sam, can you work your contacts to get the names of the cops who found Tony?”
She nodded.
I pulled out my phone. “I’ll call Devi.”
Unfortunately, neither of us got through.
“What do we do now?” I asked as I hung up after dialing a second time.
Jaxson stepped out of the container and looked out across the dockyard. For a moment, he was silent, reflecting on something. Perhaps a memory.
At last, he sighed. “We head to the Hall of Inquiry and find Devi as planned. We can warn her about Dragan, and she can warn the proper personnel. Maybe she can even help us track down the cops involved. Most importantly, we need to get Dragan’s bones enchanted before we run into him—otherwise, we won’t be able to trap him.”
“And if he’s already infiltrated the Order?” I asked, joining his side.
“Then we might be screwed.”
I swallowed hard. “What do you think he’s after?”
Jaxson turned and studied me with hard eyes. “I have no idea, but whatever it is, you can bet it will be very bad for us.”