Or is it something more…
Was he the one she was looking for? Could he have been one of the scouts using this club as their hunting ground? She could say the one looking for her, but she didn’t care for putting herself in the prey category.
Alison wasnotprey. She was a predator through and through.
All she had to do was lure something in by playing the drunken, defenseless omega, and when the asshole tried to pounce?
Alison would show her teeth.
Kyle tried to ignore the omega swaying to the music on the bar, the one with the curly blonde hair and no sense of self-preservation.
He wasn’t avictim blamer, but after all he’d seen, there were times he wanted to grab a few women and make them look at what happened to those who weren’t careful enough. He wished they lived in a world where that wasn’t true—he’d lived his life trying to make that world—but a person could only see so many crime scenes of murdered omegas before they had to accept the reality.
In their world, a woman alone, drunk and making a spectacle of herself was at very high risk.
Don’t think about it. You have other things to worry about tonight.
“Anything interesting?” Daniel took a sip of his drink—a dark glass to disguise the fact that the cup held water rather than liquor. Funny, because Daniel still looked out of place. No matter what the man did, he always looked like someone’s best friend. Short, soft brown hair and earnest, almost honey-colored eyes kept him from fitting in somewhere like this.
How the two had become best friends was the sort of mystery people couldn’t solve. Daniel was kind but a worrier. Kyle? He tended to make a joke of everything, never taking life too seriously. Daniel looked like a cop and Kyle like someone Daniel might arrest.
Opposites attracted, though, and they’d been friends for so long, he couldn’t recall much of a life without the man who was more than a brother to him.
Kyle shook his head. “Nothing yet. A few familiar faces, but that’s it.”
Daniel huffed before leaning back in the booth. “Felicity isn’t going to make much of an impact with Blondey up there doing her one-woman show.”
“Maybe the scouts would rather take an easier prize.” Kyle let his gaze shift to the woman at the bar—long black hair, dark eyes, high cheekbones. Felicity was, without a doubt, pretty.
“I don’t like her here,” Daniel offered for what had to be the millionth time.
“I don’t like it either, but we don’t get to make all the rules. Besides, do you have a better idea than bait?”
A soft growl was Daniel’s response at first. “We’re supposed to be keeping omegas safe, not dangling them in front of the bad guys like carrots.”
Kyle wanted to argue, but he’d been about as comfortable with the entire plan. Despite him and Daniel running the task force who searched for the slavery ring, they still had bosses, and those bosses had thought some undercover work—in this case having Felicity pose as a flirty omega to entice a scout—was the best in for them.
Catch the scouts when they moved in, then leverage that to find the information they needed.
And all of it in time.
Kyle rubbed his eyes, the lack of sleep getting to him.
How was he supposed to sleep when all he could think of was the fucking calendar? He’d see the days passing, the weeks, and that huge box circled in red two months away.
The final slave auction.
The last chance to take down the people he’d chased for years, the last chance to get those in charge, the ones who would have the names of the slaves already sold, who could help them recover so many omegas who had gone missing over the years.
But to do it, they had to find an in. They knew the date, but the location would only be revealed to buyers and scouts withmerchandise.
Which left them exactly nowhere. Just grasping at straws, which had a young, inexperienced FBI agent like Felicity wearing a short skirt and corset top, hoping like hell someone took the bait before they ran out of time.
Because time was not on their side.
Trent lifted his lip and snarled softly at the men that surrounded him in the club. They all stunk of sweat and lust and made his temper worse than usual.
Hehatedplaces like this.
