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“He was in the house.” Are they not understanding the severity of this now? “What are we going to do?” I feel the walls closing in around me. A need to run as fast as I can. Into my car, get on the road, and drive until I hit the closest airport.
Nowhere is safe.
Brooks carefully steps toward me. My body reacts on instinct, pulling back, but I can’t stand it. I don’t want to run from my pack, just Damien. Tears well in my eyes.
“Josie,” Brooks says. I focus on him as my vision narrows. “We’ll check the rest of the house. Any open food containers and drinks will go.”
“We can hit the grocery store tomorrow morning and replace it all,” Luke offers.
Carson’s already got his phone out. “I’m ordering the fucking security cameras. Might take a whole team too.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. Their swiftness to protect me is everything but it’s just somuch.
Carson walks down the hall while making a call despite the fact it’s 3a.m. Brooks withdraws a holstered gun from his waistband and takes off with Luke to clear the house. They go room by room with Carson and I trailing behind them. Every closet is opened and every piece of furniture with enough space to hide a body beneath is checked.
Damien is no longer in the main house, but he could be anywhere on the ranch. When my pack has done all they can at the present moment to secure the house and all of us, we meet up in my nest and sleep there for the night. Well, rest at least. Sleep doesn’t come. There are far too many unknowns, and every time the house creaks, I jolt awake only to be lulled back to sleep by the purrs and warm touches of my pack.
Despite the comfort provided by my alphas, Damien is still winning.
CHAPTER 24
Brooks
“Tell me what you know, Tommy!”I shout into the phone. I bang my fist against the dresser in my bedroom.
Static shuffles along the line. If it drops, so help me, I’ll track Tommy down myself and wring the answers out of him. “Brooks, they’re locked up tight. I told you that. Youknowthat. I saw your name on the database logs. That alone will get you in deep shit.”
“You think I care?” I growl. “My omega is being tracked by an asshole alpha with a vendetta. I won’t let her or my pack be in any more danger. Open her file, and if you get caught, blame it on me. Say you did it under duress.”
“I basically am,” Tommy says under his breath.
My eyes narrow. “Please, Tommy.”
Finally, he sighs in resignation. The sound of keys tapping fills the call and then he grunts. “Okay, done. Wait—shit, man.”
That’s never a good sign. “Just tell me.”
“You may regret that,” Tommy mutters before affixing a far more professional tone to his voice. “Damien Malova. He’s a huge crime lord in New York City. He did a great job keeping his real identity under wraps until the bakery fire at your omega’s place.”
My head spins. So that’s why he’s got such a vendetta against Josie. Josie put him in the spotlight, unveiled his identity, and put him on paper in a police investigation even if it was as a victim.
My omega is indeed in dangerous waters.
Malova.The name does sound familiar though. It twists my gut in a way I know isn’t coincidence.
“Why does that name sound familiar?” I ask.
Tommy scoffs. “It should, although we thought he was much lower down in the hierarchy. Remember Project Aurora?”
My stomach sinks to my feet. Project Aurora. The reason I left the force. Serendipity was the worst omega trafficking ring I’ve ever seen or heard of in my life. “What about it?”
“There’s new evidence here, Brooks,” he says. “Damien’s at the top of it. He owns Serendipity, but law enforcement hasn’t been able to track him down after that fire at your omega’s bakery. He went to ground.”
The crime lord alpha Josie screwed over is one of the most dangerous men in the entire country. She’s lucky Daimen is having fun taunting her instead of just showing up to kill her.
It was obvious Damien wanted her to suffer, but knowing this information, I can see so horrifically clearly how Damien wanted this to play out.
He came here to taunt and terrify Josie. He discovered she has a pack.
