Page 179 of Broken Omega

“I don’t like how long this is taking.” Kellan runs a hand through his hair, making it look even more like he just rolled out of bed. He looks seriously good with messy hair.

“There’s not much we can do about it,” I remind him.

We’re locked into this plan now. There’s no other real way to stop Warren.

I mean, besides in the final sense, and I think Frost might already have that covered.

It’s driving me insane that we haven’t heard from him since he went back there.

I want to know if he’s okay, but I don’t want to compromise him if he’s hiding.

We sit in silence for a few more minutes before the door opens.

A short, female cop enters the room and closes the door. She’s holding the file and wearing a wry smile. “Good evening,” she greets us as she sits down across from us at the table, slapping the file down. “I’ve just been informed that the life of an Omega woman may be in danger and that you’d like to fill me in on why that might be.”

We all look at each other. Either those cops didn’t pass along our statements, or she wants to hear them over again from scratch. It’s enough to give anyone a headache.

Kellan sighs. “My mate’s father has been conditioning her with a combination of Alpha orders and brainwashing techniques, and he’s also used a lot of other people in this testing without their knowledge. Including me.”

She raises an eyebrow. “You? You’re an Alpha.”

“That’s what makes it so dangerous,” he tells her. “He somehow triggered me with one of his commands. I still have the message on my phone. I could show you, but it would need to be under controlled conditions with an Alpha ready and waiting to snap me out of it.”

“Well, this isn’t what my colleagues led me to believe it might be.”

“What did they make you think this was?” I ask, curious.

“They said you four were high as kites. Clearly, you’re not.” She shakes her head as she tips out the contents of the file onto the table. “What exactly is all of this?”

She picks through it, her gaze moving over sections of the handwritten notes carefully.

“It’s his case notes,” Kellan answers. “We were able to procure them from his office.”

“Procure?” Raising an eyebrow, she shakes her head. “You know what, don’t tell me. You guys aren’t cops, so how you got this doesn’t matter. What does it prove?”

“It proves that Warren Corvina’s been using Alpha commands on Omegas. He’s been working on a conditioning technique to allow Alphas to control their Omegas completely, no matter how strong willed they are.”

“Warren Corvina?” she asks, letting out a low whistle. “Doctor Warren Corvina? The guy who runs private hospitals specializing in care for Omegas? This could be huge.”

“Could be?” I ask, raising an eyebrow when she shrugs back at us.

“I’ll need to see what we have here. If there’s enough to warrant an arrest, I can have a couple patrol officers go pick him up. If there’s not quite enough for that, then I’ll go question him at his home.”

“You can see his command in action, if it helps. I didn’t give him consent to do that to me. He did it anyway. Surely, he could be arrested for that?” Kellan says.

She nods. “Well, sure, but he’s loaded, and he’s probably connected. He won’t pay more than a fine for using a single command on another Alpha. The bigger case is if he’s been commanding Omegas for the purpose of selling those techniques to other Alphas. There might just be enough weight in a case like that to make it close to impossible for the guy to evade a jail sentence.”

Might? Just enough? Close to impossible?

Shit.Frost was right to lay in wait at Warren’s house.

This fucked-up shit he’s been doing has a decent chance of being brushed under the rug.

“What about Brooke?” Kellan asks, making her raise her eyebrows.

“Brooke?”

“His daughter. He’s been commanding her for years. He intends to use her as proof that his methods work. She’s in imminent danger.”

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