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Amir paused in his self-flagellation. “For what? Not your fault he’s a fucking idiot.”

“Who was influenced by someone we thought we could trust. How could we not have known we had a traitor in our midst?”

“Could be Monty wasn’t happy with the direction your boss was taking and acted on his own and not because he was following orders from this master we keep hearing about.”

“It’s possible, I guess.” A reluctant agreement. “Which makes his actions even worse. Monty could have left for another flock. There was no need to sabotage what Thaddeus has been building.”

Her phone rang, and she clicked a button on her steering wheel to answer. “What?”

The speakers played Pierrot’s voice. “I’ve got an update on the sedan.”

“Do you know where it’s going?” A valid question since they’d yet to catch a glimpse of taillights.

“No, because the fucker unplugged the nav system, disabling the GPS tracker, and they must have either destroyed their phones or hidden them inside a faraday pouch because I can’t ping their location,” Pierrot grumbled.

“Is that the car Monty usually takes when leaving the compound?” she asked.

“Actually, no,” Pierrot suddenly exclaimed. “He usually prefers the Range Rover, but it’s in the shop getting its brakes done.”

“Can you access the Range Rover’s previous destinations? I want to know where Monty has been going. Also, check his phone logs. Who’s he been calling? Texting? Find me everything you can. Maybe they’ll contain a clue to indicate where he’s fleeing.”

“On it.”

Pierrot hung up, and Amir sighed. “We might as well flip around, seeing we lost them.”

“Seems so.” Her disgruntled reply. “We should have caught up to them by now.”

“Assuming they stayed on the main road. They most likely turned off to lose us.”

“Even so, there’s not many directions they could go. If they went east, then they’re heading for the city.”

“Where we’d never find them,” Amir pointed out.

“Don’t be so sure. Pierrot has ways of tracking people in the city by splicing into security feeds and then running facial recognition software.”

“A process which will take time and luck.”

“That’s assuming they’re heading there. Keep in mind their route options are limited. They can’t go south because there’s no way to cross the river since the flood took out the bridge and ferry terminal. West is a government nature reserve. If they’re planning to leave the state, they’ll have to drive north and traverse the newly built bascule bridge. If we get there before them, we still have a chance to stop them.”

“And how will you do that? Your tiny car ain’t exactly built for ramming. Heck, I doubt parking it sideways to block lanes would slow a sedan that size down.” Amir couldn’t help but point out the flaw in her idea.

“As if I’d allow any harm to come to my baby,” she huffed. “Much easier to mesmerize the operator into raising the bridge, which will put a stop to all the cars trying to cross.”

“Which will cause unwanted attention as folks will notice the bridge being raised for an invisible boat.”

Her lips pursed. “You have a better idea?”

In turned out they didn’t need one, because Pierrot called them back, excited because he’d discovered where Monty might be heading.

And it wasn’t anywhere they would have predicted.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Why wouldMonty be heading for Diego and Cyrus’ pack?” Amir exclaimed once they hung up with Pierrot.

“I don’t know.” Sasha had never been more surprised than when Pierrot informed them the Range Rover had been there and back three times in the last month, and cell phone records showed numerous calls to Xander, the Woolly Pillars pack’s alpha, including one placed right after sunset. The phone had since been taken offline.

“Do you think he’s planning to massacre the Lycans in the compound?” Amir asked with a note of worry.

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