“I got an exemption, Lachie. You know that and you know why.’

“That baby is going to be just fine. This is that important.”

“How bad?”

“Bad.”

“Tell me.”

I quickly filled her in on everything I’d witnessed.

“The Raglan? Are you sure?”

“Pretty certain.”

“How certain?”

“Ninety-seven percent sure.”

“Okay. Holden’s going to freak, but I’ll be there.”

“I just need to be sure this is it and we aren’t dealing with an outbreak or anything.”

“You got it. Anything else?”

“Is your mate nearby?”

“You’re calling in a favor on him too?”

“I am. I need a money trail followed.”

“Why not just ask Archie to do that?”

“He’s going to have his hands full when I drop this bomb on him. I don’t need him wasting time and resources chasing the money right now.”

“Understood. Here he is.”

“Lachlan? What’s up, man?”

I dove into the story once more and explained exactly what I was looking for.

“You got it. Do you want me to forward the results to Patrick when I have them?”

“No, this is unsanctioned at the moment so send directly to me.”

“You got it.”

We said goodbye and I checked them both off of my latest asset list before calling Liam Westin. He was the Alphas brother and CEO of Westin Foundation. Normally I worked closer with Holden, but I’d been counseling both Liam and his mate, Maddie lately as they dealt with an issue involving their son.

“Liam Westin,” he answered.

I was a little surprised Christine didn’t answer at this time of day.

“Why isn’t Chris answering the phone?”

“Who is this?”

“Lachlan.”