Jackson filled in Zane with the rest of the details before answering his question. “We need to know exactly what happened to Frank and the only way we’ll know for sure is to view the videos the High Council claims are gone.”
“You don’t believe them?” asked Zane.
“Not until you tell me they aren’t recoverable,” Jackson replied, grimly. “However what I do believe is Frank’s life hangs in the balance if the High Council is right about Rudy taking him.”
Rising, Zane said, “On it…I’ll let you know when I have an answer.”
“Thanks, and close the door on your way out, will you?” When Jackson was alone with Dylon, he said, “Mystia brought Cain here because he was shot by either Rudy or one of the inmates that joined him in escaping.”
“Shit! Is he okay?”
“Yeah, but it was a close call. When I asked who shot him, he didn’t know, but he did say it was after he refused to join their army.”
“What fucking army?”
“He didn’t know, but I suspect it has to do with getting control of the Silver Point Pack,” Jackson said, thoughtfully, drumming his fingers on his desk. “The High Council knows more than it’s letting on, which makes me wonder what the hell they are hiding, and why do they think it’s worth Frank’s life.”
“What did Tristan think?”
“I’m waiting for a call from him,” Jackson responded. “But that’s another thing that bothers me…they called Reeve but not the Alpha who is supposedly Rudy’s target. Why not warn Tristan? As it is, they delayed telling Reeve for hours, giving Rudy and his army a huge head start.”
“Are you suggesting they’re withholding information about what they plan to do?” asked Dylon.
Thinking it over, Jackson slowly nodded his head. “I guess I am. I think it’s their failure to notify either Lizzie or you about Frank that tells me there’s more to this affair than the High Council is letting on.”
“I know my dad can handle Rudy with one hand tied behind his back, but then it’s not just about Rudy is it, if what you think is true?”
“No…and we can’t wait to see if I’m right,” Jackson said. “I want you to figure out the different possible scenarios and develop a plan for each. My first priority is to find and rescue Frank, then to protect Tristan and Kahn from Rudy and his gang.”
“I doubt I’ll need all of our enforcers to rescue Dad, especially with the powers the pack has, so it could be possible to do both at the same time.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, but first I want to see what Tristan has to say.”
“Let me know if Zane finds anything,” Dylon replied.
“Are you going to tell Lizzie or do you want me to call her?”
Pausing, Dylon thought about it for a moment, then shook his head. “Not until I know more. My mother hasn’t been feeling well so I don’t want to stress her out any more than she already is with planning their move.”
Jackson quirked an eyebrow. “You know about that?”
“My mom is usually very good at keeping secrets but she let it slip during a phone call with us. She was very upset about divulging it, so Cody promised we would act surprised when they visit and Dad tells us they’re going to make California their new home.”
“And you think Frank will buy it?”
“Nope…but I know Dad will have a good chuckle at our attempt to fool him,” Dylon said, getting up but making no move to leave.
“Something else on your mind?” asked Jackson.
“Yeah…Cain…what are you going to do about him? Mystia taking him without permission is a problem. The Council will list him as an escaped prisoner, and considering his record, they’ll issue a kill-on-sight order for him.”
“I figured as much,” Jackson replied. “Normally it wouldn’t be an issue because Frank could handle it, but with him missing, Oracle will have to deal with it. Right now, no one at the High Council knows he’s here and I want to keep it that way until she can fix this fucking thing.”
“Soon, I hope,” Dylon muttered. “The last thing we need is the High Council bringing charges against you for harboring a fugitive.”
“Right,” Jackson said, picking up his phone. “Go and figure out how to save Frank while I talk to Oracle.” As Dylon left, he put in a call to the only person who had the power to fix the mess she’d gotten him into.
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