Fern was leaning against the door, arms crossed. Her eyes widened at the look on my face.
“It’s going to be okay,” she said as I approached, her hand settling on my shoulder. “I have a friend who works . . . places. She found the girl’s address, Sonia Fina.”
“Will you take me to her?”
Fern was already nodding. “I was planning on it.”
I rushed to the passenger side of the car, vowing to learn how to drive.
Chapter 38
“Are you sure, Eva?” Sonia asked for the millionth time as we walked up the front of the police station.
“Yes.” I turned and gripped her arm. “Please. They don’t deserve to be shoved in there.” My voice cracked. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she slowly nodded. We continued inside the air-conditioned room, striding toward the information desk.
Glass was between us and the officer behind the barrier. Another man was already there, speaking to him.
“And my clients have a right to representation.”
“As I explained, they’re being processed.”
“It doesn’t take three hours to process.”
“It does when there’s an influx of prisoners.”
I didn’t wait behind the man. Instead I rushed to the desk and placed my hand on the metal counter jutting out from the wall.
“I need to see the Ironwyld Pack.”
“Get in line,” the officer muttered, flashing a look at the man next to me.
“Mrs. Ironwyld, we spoke earlier today.” He tilted his head, not putting his hand out to shake mine.
I couldn’t stop wringing my hands. “Bill,” I said. The lawyer was a tall, bulky Alpha. “You haven’t been able to see them?”
“No, they claim they’re being processed.”
I whirled on the officer. “Let him in to see them.”
The officer kept stiffening incrementally.
“Pheromones are coming off you in waves,” Sonia murmured near my ear. His reaction made more sense. “You must be close to your heat.”
“They wouldn’t want you here, ma’am,” Bill said gently.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I gritted out. “This is one of the people who made the report. There was a misunderstanding that made her submit it.”
Bill’s eyebrows raised, and he looked at the woman. “Sonia?”
She nodded. Bill’s smile curled wider, and a gleam entered his gaze.
“Perfect. I’ll have them out in no time if you’re retracting your report.” I pressed my hand to my chest and exhaled hard. Bill looked at me. “Go home and rest. I’ll be here until they’re released.” He leaned slightly away from me, a red flush crawling up his neck.
“I’m not?—”
“Your pheromones are going to make things harder.” Fern finally stepped forward with a slight shake of her head.
Oh. I needed Bill clearheaded, but also, if they knew I was out here perfuming up the place, it could drive them mad. I started nodding slowly.
