My dad furrowed his brows. “I don’t know. Ronnie, Tina, and me, they know for sure. Why?”
“Because I have an idea. But I need to know exactly who they know and who they don’t, and then I need the rest of you to hide.” I turned to Rowan. “Including you.”
Rowan stared at me for a few seconds before his eyes tightened. “I don’t want to leave you alone with them.”
“I know. But they will be more arrogant if it’s just me.” I smiled as I rubbed my hands. “And that’s how we can catch them.”
I told my father to relax as Rowan and I started getting to work. Any and every abled bodied wolf came from the house to help break down the med tent. I had the guards move the wolves stillhealing to the med building in the farthest rooms. The ones that were healing but able to move on their own shuffled towards the pack house.
“Amy, everything is broken down here.” Ronnie huffed out a breath. “The doctor headed back to the hospital with the people taking longer to heal, though your father refuses to go anywhere except the pack house.” I pinched the bridge of my nose.
“Where is he?”
Ronnie shuffled a foot. “I had Greyson put him into his bedroom.”
I nodded once. “When we get confirmation that the council is here, I need you and the others to-”
Ronnie waved me off. “I have everything ready with the descenting spray. Don’t worry.” I nodded and checked the clearing once more. “Let’s head back.”
I turned on my heel and we started back. “Are the guards moving everyone to the Agora?”
Ronnie nodded again and checked his phone. “Yeah. Half are already there.”
I breathed out a sigh of relief. “Any news from Trey?”
He shook his head. “Nothing yet. Thankfully. We aren’t ready yet.” He looked me over. “Are you going to be okay?”
I smiled. “Yeah.” I could feel Nix and Megan both almost ready to pounce.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Rick. “Hey.”
“What’s up? How much time do we have?” He sounded breathless, like he had been running around.
“We still have time.” I waited as he slammed the desk. “Everything okay on your end?”
He growled. “Yeah. I found the files. But it’s taking longer than I thought it would to search for what we need.” Ronnie’s phone dinged.
“Can’t you just search keywords?” I heard him growl again, and I bit my lip to stop my laughter.
“Nice idea, genius. Not like I never thought of that myself. It’s all coded.” He slammed his fist against the desk again. “Every fucking file is written in some stupid fucking code and I can’t decipher it, because each one has a different cypher.”
Ronnie waved his hand at me but I held up my finger. “Are you on my laptop?” Rick grunted at me, so I assumed that was a yes. “Search out the app Codexx.amy.ti; it will make it easier.”
“What the hell is this?” He grunted, but I heard him typing.
“It’s an app I created to decode cyphers. Rowan, and my father used too many to keep up with. So every time I learned one, I coded it in.”
“Yeah, what happens if this bullshit isn’t in your handy-dandy little app?” He snorted as I heard the boot-up noise.
“Amy.” Ronnie tried to get my attention, but I just held up my finger again.
“It also learns. If you have broken any of their codes, input it in and it can learn from there.” I was trying to figure out if we would have enough time to decode and find everything we would need before we needed it.
“Son of a bitch, there it goes.” He grunted again. “This could have saved me a fucking headache, Amy.” I chuckled.
“Sorry, I didn’t know it was all in code.” I sighed. “How much longer do you need?”
“A year?” He groaned. “How much time do we have?”
