Riley cut the engine, and acted as calm as could be. “You aren’t worried that she sailed on by?” Jay asked. “I didn’t see a tail.”
“She’ll be back. Head on in while I do another perimeter search.”
Given Riley’s level of confidence, he suspected he and Sarah had cooked up this diversion. With his head down, Jay kept an even stride as he entered the room. Once inside, he spent a minute straightening up the place since the beds were still unmade. Not needing the maid to show up, he placed a Do Not Disturb sign on the door.
Ten minutes later, Riley entered with Sarah. No sooner had Jay made sure she was as comfortable as could be at the table than Riley stepped to the door. “Going to check the outside again,” his partner said, his voice sounding strained.
Riley had just done a search. “Do it later. We have a lot to discuss,” Jay said, trying not to sound miffed.
Riley glanced from Sarah to Jay. “Take notes.” He then left.
Stunned at Riley’s reaction, Jay pulled out his phone and brought up his notepad ready to jot down names, times, and places. “Okay, tell me what you know.”
She leaned forward, and her V-neck green scrubs exposed full breasts that seemed to beg for release. If she’d been a Halfling, her urges would match his and they might be satisfying their desires first. Too bad, she had no idea how much he was suffering or that he was her mate.
“The new facility is in a warehouse about ten miles northwest of here. It used to house lumber, but the company recently went bankrupt. Since Statler needed a place to keep the women safe until he sells them, he transported them there.”
“What’s their mental state?” Sarah would know. She’d been with them for months.
“As you would expect. When they aren’t drugged, many are combative, although a few have given up the fight.”
The whole concept that another person would do this to an innocent woman sickened him. “How are they housed? In separate rooms like before or in one large place?”
“They’re on mattresses on the floor in two different rooms. We didn’t have time to bring the beds.”
He wasn’t sure if he liked two large rooms or ten individual ones. “How many guards does he have?”
“At the moment, four, but only two are there at any one time. They work twelve hour shifts.”
He liked those odds. “Do you know if all four have been enhanced?” Regardless of his skill level, going against a wolf who didn’t respond to the poison in gunpowder or who would heal faster than shit, wouldn’t be wise.
“I don’t know. Two of the men are new since we’ve moved. I’m kept in the dark about a lot of things. My roommate is seeing one of the guards, but I don’t think he’s even told her whether he’s been given the treatments.”
Jay didn’t like not having all of the facts. “Can you draw me a picture of the layout of the warehouse?”
She smiled and his balls drew up tight. Look away. Jay glanced to the door. “Are you coming back?” he telepathed to Riley.
“Soon.”
This was not like Riley. Unless he was…
Well, I’ll be damned.
Chapter Three
General Armand checked his computer one more time and found the email he’d been waiting for. It was from Trax Field, his security expert. He read the update and smiled, letting the glow of satisfaction wash over him for a few seconds before heading to the conference room for the briefing. This might be his last chance to take down his nemesis, Paul Statler, and he wasn’t going to fail.
Armand had his fill of the man wielding his power without concern for others by performing unspeakable acts. With Sarah Osmond on the inside, Armand’s team just might succeed in ending the man’s reign of terror forever.
As soon as Armand stepped inside the conference room, his men immediately quieted. Everyone but his tech expert, Chris, was seated. “Gentlemen and lady.”
Never had Armand imagined having a woman on his military team, but the Pack had benefitted from Mackenzie Wagner’s talents time and time again. She and Chris complemented each other very well.
“Let me update you on our progress. Because I wanted to have eyes and ears both inside and outside of Statler’s warehouse before I send in Tyson and Ford, I had Trax and Dante head on up to a safe house in Lippett Falls yesterday to put in some surveillance equipment near and in the warehouse.”
“How do they plan to get inside, sir?” Ford Summerville asked. “His old lab had either an eye or fingerprint scanner in place on most doors.”
“Just hold on. I’ve got that covered. I know people who know people.” It was his favorite phrase and elicited the usual chuckles. “With a little persuasion, Trax and Dante were able to exchange places with the men Statler hired to do the installation. According to Alltel Security, Statler doesn’t plan to be there long and wasn’t interested in anything too sophisticated.”