Page 41 of Bred Mate
“His son is missing?” I cock my head. “Do you think that’s related to Ellie disappearing?”
“I think it’s a chance to get some more information.”
“How did he find you?”
Gray shrugs. “I targeted some ads to him. He’s taken the bait. Now I go and see him.”
“I want to see him too. I want to hear everything he says.”
“You can wear a wire, but I think it’s best if you don’t go, given you’ve met with him before. We don’t want him to know what’s going on with us. We don’t want him to think we’re related.”
“Is he stupid?”
“No.”
“Then he’s going to know.”
“How would he know?”
“He’s going to know.”
“You just want to come.”
“I do.”
“Is there any chance you could trust me with this?”
“No.”
Gray smirks. “Fine, but if you come, and he clams up, and we don’t get the information, that’s on you.”
“Don’t worry,” I say. “I have a plan.”
“Oh, yeah? What’s the plan?”
“I will fucking beat it out of him.”
Gray smirks, then laughs. “Alright,” he says. “I guess you’re coming with.”
I do agree to at least wear a wide-brimmed hat and keep my head down at first when we get to Rainer’s home. We’ve been here before, of course. Not that he knows that. Gray is wearing a suit, and looking official. I become practically invisible to Rainer immediately because I look like an assistant or a bodyguard or some other kind of grunt.
“Gray Dulac,” he says. “Wolf Tracking Services.”
“You sound like an animal reconnaissance company,” Rainer says, shaking his hand. He leads us into a dining room.
“Most people are animals, sir,” Gray says. That makes Rainer laugh. Nothing like a little misanthropy to lighten the mood and break the ice, I guess.
“My son is missing,” Rainer says, getting right to the point. “He was driving with his fiancée, and they disappeared off the road. The car has been found, but he has not.”
“And the fiancée?”
“I’m less worried about her,” Rainer says. “Mostly due to the fact she is not my son. And the fact that I suspect she has something to do with his disappearance.”
“What is his fiancée’s name?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
