Kallie opens her mouth to argue when the captain speaks up from behind her. “He’s right. Go home, Kallie. I don’t want to see you for at least six hours.”
She gives a solemn nod before heading back toward the cars. I slowly twist my body to face Milo, seeing determination in his eyes. “I need you to stay and help Doc and Abby with anything they may need.”
Milo gives a curt nod before springing into action and walking toward the crime scene. I turn to the two other officers whose names I can’t recall.
“You two, I want you to sweep the area, see if you can’t find any sign of a struggle. Just anything. I’m going to call the dogs in.”
I turn to the captain, who looks as if he’s aged twenty years overnight. “Logan, I thought we had the guy?” he mumbles.
“Me, too. Samuel admitted to killing those girls.”
“You think he had an accomplice?”
“Fucking hope not,” I growl, frustration making my stomach tighten with dread.
“Do what you have to to find this piece of shit. You hear me?”
“Yes, captain.”
I hear the crunch of the snow under his boots as he turns and walks away. Then I pull out my phone, making two calls, one to the canine squad, and one to Sander.
Chapter Fifty Eight
Salena
Adozenquestionsareperched on my tongue, anxiously waiting for my mouth to open so they can fly out. I hold on to them tightly, desperately settling for silence. I closed the bar tonight, so only pack are here, all of us waiting on Logan’s return.
Logan looks defeated as he takes a seat. His blue eyes haven’t left mine since he walked through the door a couple of minutes ago. He came straight for me, wrapping me in his arms. He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against mine, taking in my scent.
‘I missed you,’I whisper down the mate bond. We haven’t tested whether we can communicate telepathically yet. I’m not sure if it will work with Logan being a human.
Logan's eyes, bright and blue like a glacial lake, suddenly open, and I see shock ripple across his face.
‘I missed you more,’he replies in my mind.
Happiness explodes inside me, and I rise up to my toes, giving him a slow, sweet kiss.
“Go sit down. I’ll get you a beer. It looks like you need it,” I say, pushing him toward the bar where the others are waiting.
Now sitting at the bar, everyone is waiting. Lucy and Grady are seated to his left, Rose standing next to them. Since Lola’s death, Rose has lost her spark. She has barely left the house, something I know I need to fix. Mercy bursts through the doors, a gust of cold, snowy wind pushing against her, making her long blonde hair whip around her face as she turns and slams the doors shut.
“Shit, the weather’s turned to crap out there,” she grumbles, stamping her boots at the entrance.
“Storm’s rolling in tonight. Looks like it’s come early,” Felix says, walking over and helping her with her jacket.
I survey the room, taking in the sound of my family. My pack isn’t large, but we are family. Declan, Mercy, and Felix sit at the table in front of the bar where Logan, Lucy, Grady, and Rose are. Tyler, Kai, and I stand, the anticipation setting our hearts racing.
“As you’ve all heard, we found another female body early this morning. On Friday night, she left a party, and was reported missing later the next day. She was only nineteen.”
Butterflies dance around my stomach, and not the good kind.
Logan continues, “The crime scene was a perfect match to the one where Lola was found.”
Lucy gasps, covering her mouth, and Rose's eyes instantly well with tears. I take a step forward, looking at Logan, a question burning on the tip of my tongue.
Logan meets my gaze. “Whoever it was bleached her hair to make her look like you.”
My breathing picks up and I shake my hands out. “How? Samuel is dead,” I say, shock rippling through me.
