Page 87 of Stone Crest: Rise of a Raven
“I know.” He takes my arm. “Locke is on the way. He’s probably already here by now.”
He pulls out a flip phone before he opens the door.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Sending that entire conversion to Locke so he knows what he’s walking into.” He fires off the text. “I won’t have time to repeat it before this blows up.”
“He’s been doing this all over hasn’t he?” I ask. “Elias?”
“Mostly likely. He just partnered with Malikiah for the location. It’s on pack land.”
“So, what’s the plan?” I ask.
“Play along and when Locke gets here….”
“He’s going to kill them, isn’t he?”
Kingston swings open the door. “It’s about time.”
Chapter sixty-one
Locke
Isnatch up a rifle and toss it to Hendrix. Grabbing another, I pass it to Declan. We’re parked a mile from the warehouse, on the edge of a hill. I’m still fuming after listening to the voice recording Kingston sent. What pissed me off is I’ve spent the majority of my life protecting our kind, and he’s plastering us to a fucking billboard and selling our secret.
The only thing keeping me sane is hearing Raven’s voice. She didn’t sound scared. She sounded ready. So strong and focused. Pride fills me as we continue to sort weapons. The only one missing tonight is Frankie. She stayed behind to sit with Presley who was a complete wreck. Crying and breaking down in a coughing fit when we left the estate.
“Nyko and I will go in wolf form. It’s where we’re strongest.” I rip off my shirt.
“How are we getting in?” Zander asks.
I move my eyes to Callum who straps a knife to his ankle. “Me. I’m human.”
He slips on a suit jacket, while Declan hands him a stack of cash. “Entry fee.”
“Thanks.” Callum tucks the money into his suit pocket.
Even though Callum is human, he’s deadly. He served in the marines and is a master at jiu jitsu and has his black belt. He’s a sniper as well.
“Can I see the prints?” He asks.
Declan slides his phone over. “One entrance. Two exists. One on each back corner.”
“Perfect.” Callum hands it back. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll have you inside.”
Callum is never off on timing. Ten minutes later, the left rear door is opened, and Declan slides in as I follow him, my fur scraping against the edge of the doorframe.
“Apparently the invite is private, but I was able to choke out the guy at the front and subdue him with a broken piece from a wooden chair.”
Callum relays the information like he’s reading the newspaper. Bored and unemotional.
“Auction has started. Each buyer has a private box surrounding the room. Identity is anonymous.”
I blow air through my nose before tipping it up to inhale and try to catch Raven’s scent.
She’s here. I can feel her.
I pound my paws on the concrete down a long dark hallway, trying to follow the scent. It’s changing. I can feel the shift in her body.She’s nervous.
