Page 28 of The Last Ultimatum: Part 1

One of the guys stood next to me and measured my height against him before shrugging. “Could be,” he muttered.

Another snickered.

“Let’s hope not,” the leader said under his breath. “I’m Michael.”

“Matilda King.”

I shook his hand.

“Now, what do you know about my sister?”

“Isn’t Bravo dealing with the Kings?” one of the other men said.

“Yes, they are. My question is, what is a King doing all the way out here in Campbell territory?”

“That’s a long story and irrelevant to my sister.” At least I was pretty sure of that, though I didn’t say as much.

“We’d love to ask you some questions regarding your sister’s disappearance.”

I frowned. A deep sadness gutted me.

“I’m afraid I don’t know anything. Chloe was with her at the time. Any information I have is second hand after the fact. I wasn’t even notified right away.”

“How long have you been here in Campbell?”

“We just arrived this morning.”

“Is this your first time here?”

“It is.”

I didn’t know what he was getting at, but if there was any way it could help Chelle, I’d happily answer all of their questions.

“So I suppose you haven’t noticed anything weird or out of the ordinary here?”

I scoffed before I could stop myself. “Excuse me. It’s just that everything here is out of the ordinary for me.” Especially my mysterious mate.

For a moment, I thought these men were with him, but now I wasn’t so sure. Chances were better that he was just a Campbell dingo. But where was he? My dingo was struggling not to hunt him down and finish what we’d started. It was a serious internal battle going on because I knew I couldn’t do that.

They seemed to talk to each other in hushed whispers that I didn’t fully understand. Mostly, my brain wasn’t processing anything at the moment as I struggled to keep my dingo at bay.

“Are you okay?” Kayla asked.

“I’m good, yeah.”

I was definitely not, but I wasn’t ready to share that with her.

The worried look she shot me told me she knew something was up and an interrogation was coming my way the second we were alone.

I couldn’t keep this from her. I had to talk about it and there was no one I trusted more than Kayla, but I didn’t trust this place. Anyone could be listening in, so I knew it would be best to wait until we returned home to talk.

It was going to kill me to keep all of this from her.

“Well, it was nice meeting you ladies. If you find anything suspicious or have any questions, please don’t hesitate to call.”

Michael handed me his card, and I shoved it into my back pocket.

As we were walking away, I heard one of them say, “Do you think that’s her?”

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