“Lots, but this will be a great start.”
“If you don’t think the Collectors are behind it, who is?”
“The Raglan.” I said it as if it were a fact. I’d looked at all the facts and the more I thought about it, the more sense it made. It had to be them.
She gasped. “That’s not possible.”
“Tell that to those in the lab being forced to shift to confirm viability of merchandise.”
“That’s disgusting.”
“I agree, but it’s happening Kels. And we have to stop it.”
“One last thing. Why aren’t you asking Patrick and Kyle yourself?”
“Because I’m a mating male. Mating males are prone to exaggeration and irrational actions. I’ve never been clearer or more sure of anything, Kelsey. I need you to have my back on this.”
“And we’re good. No more favors?”
“We’re good. Regardless of the outcome.”
“Okay. I’ll be in touch soon.”
“My phone was compromised, so until Walker gets my new one to me, use Taylor’s line.”
“Got it. Be careful down there, okay?”
“I am. I have more than anyone riding on this. I’m not going to screw it up because that’s my mate in there.”
As soon as I hung up, Taylor descended.
“Spill it. What the hell do you have on Kelsey?”
“That’s between me and her. I have a patient-client confidentiality to consider.”
“Kelsey’s in therapy?”
“There aren’t too many people we know not in therapy of some sort,” I confessed. before calling Marie next.
“Hey girl, how’s Australia?” she asked when she answered the call.
“Not Taylor, but Aus is great as always.”
“Lachie?”
“Yup, and I’m not going to waste time here because I have a few other calls to make, but I’m calling in a favor.”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“Which favor? The Rymes case or the elephant incident?”
“I’ll go with Rymes.”
She gasped. “That’s big.”
“It is. I need you on a plane ASAP.”