Taking it from his brother, Logan studied it. “Fuckingbedamned! I’d bet anything the same person who did all the fake documents wrote this note.”
“Let me see.” Brian examined it, but though he saw the similarities, he wasn’t totally convinced. “It might be, but if it ‘tis, what does that mean? That my mate was in on the green diamond scam all along?”
“No, I don’t think so,” Logan said, “but I’d guess the group didn’t like losing the sea dragons if they never expected the diamond to be found. Zane might be able to find out if the same person was hired to write this note.”
“Brian, will you come back to the hotel with us?” asked Kieran.
“But if what ye say is true, and Reif is bein’ held a prisoner, should nae I stay here in case they release him?”
“We can leave two enforcers here but I think it’s better if you’re with us in case Zane has any questions,” Kieran said. “C’mon. The faster we get to Zane the faster we’ll have some answers.” He helped Brian up, keeping the blankets wrapped around him as they left the cabin and made their way to the waiting car.
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Squinting, Reif looked around, trying to remember where he was; the pounding in his head had been reduced to a muted drumming. Nothing looked familiar. Closing his eyes, he sought the memories that would help fill in thegaps of what happened to him, but all he could come up with was the party, then waiting for Nessie to join him in the boat’s stateroom. That was it.So, where the fuck am I andwhere’s Nessie?
Reif groaned as he tried to sit up only to be yanked back to the bed by…what the fuck? Reaching up, his fingers found a metal collar around his neck with a chain leading away from it. Snapping his eyes open fully, he searched for the person responsible for doing this to him. Not finding anyone, he debated his next step before finally shouting, “Hello? You made a mistake! Hello!”
~/~/~/~/~
Sitting next to Zane at the computer, David asked, “What do you think happened to Reif?”
“Not a clue, babe,” Zane said, his fingers flying over the keyboard. It was a little over an hour since Logan handed him the note Reif supposedly left for Brian and he’d been searching for information that would help find the sea dragon.
Hearing the knock on their suite’s door, David went to answer it, expecting to find the breakfast he had ordered for them, but instead found Kieran. “Hi Ki, can I help you?”
“I had an idea and wanted to talk to Zane. Is he busy?” asked Kieran.
“Come in. He’s at the computer, doing research.” Closing the door, David led their guest to the bedroom. “Ki’s here to see you.”
Keeping his eyes on the screen, Zane said, “Yo, Ki, what’s up?”
“My spirit is adamant Reif’s baby sea dragons are in danger, but can’t give me any more than that. I didn’twant to mention it to you in front of Brian, but Logan got him to lie down in our spare bedroom since he didn’t sleep at all last night, so this is the first time I could let you know this.”
Stopping, Zane turned around. “How can they be in danger? I thought Reif’s sea dragon was pregnant and wouldn’t lay his eggs for another three months.”
“Right. That’s why I didn’t say anything to Brian. And there won’t be baby Nessies until three months after that, so I can’t understand how they could be in danger now,” Kieran responded.
“What happens if Reif is killed?” asked David, wringing his hands at the thought.
“Come here, babe,” Zane said, pulling his mate onto his lap and flooding him with his Alpha power. “I don’t think whoever has Reif will kill him. He’s much too valuable for that.”
“I agree with Zane,” Kieran said.
“Then why are Brian’s babies in danger?” asked David, his voice trembling.
“That’s what I hope to find out, babe,” Zane replied. “Here, sit down next to me while I get back to work.”
“I better get back in case Brian wakes up,” Kieran said. “Call me if you have any questions. In the meantime, I’ll see if my spirit can tell me anything more.” Leaving Zane and David, Kieran walked slowly down the hallway, deep in thought about the baby sea dragons.
~/~/~/~/~
Handing the wheel over to Mason after they’d stopped to fuel up, Hunter rummaged around in the motorhome’s kitchen, looking for something to eat. Yesterday went smoothly but that abruptly ended this morning when Macinsisted they stop for a couple of hours. That threw everything off including the driving rotation, so Hunter ended up driving longer to get things back on schedule. Now he was standing, staring blankly into the cupboard, trying to keep his eyes open.
“Go sit down, Hunt,” Quin said, softly, as he joined his brother. “I’ll get you something to eat.”
Grunting, Hunter headed over to the dinette, flopping down onto a seat as he looked longingly at the tent surrounding the bed currently holding Robin and Sawyer. It would be a while before either of them would be up, so any hope of getting a short nap had disappeared in a heartbeat. Giving up, Hunter crossed his arms on the table and dropped his head on top of them, closing his eyes.
Placing two, big bowls of beef stew on the table, Quin nudged Hunter’s arm, waking him up. “C’mon, Hunt, food’s ready.” Sliding in across from his brother, he began to eat.
