“So we are ready?” Eiji asked. His smile was huge. “We have no plan, no maps of what’s underneath St. Basils, no visions of what will happen, no clue what to expect, and no clue what the Zoan are up to or what they’re really capable of,” Alec said. Eiji grinned impossibly wider and nodded. “Like I said, we’re totally ready.” Alec resisted rolling his eyes, he took a hold of Cronin’s hand, and then he leapt them all to Moscow.
