“Thinkwhat’srelated?” Forest asks, overhearing us.
Jericho clears his throat and says, “Two nights ago, I stopped by Evan’s for a visit. I didn’t know his men were tailing me, so we took off as soon as I saw them. They must’ve called Foxx and that’s why they shut down the club.”
“Especially if what you said is true. About Foxx wanting Jer’s gift,” I say. “They must’ve been on strict orders not to kill him.”
Jericho shuffles his feet. His pained expression tells me he is remembering that night and hating himself for it.
Yet all I remember is the sweet taste of his blood, how he saved my life.
A lifetime ago. Was it really only two days?
Forest hums. “That’s… interesting.”
“It’s definitely interesting,” the new guy agrees. “Weeks of no activity until they seehim?”
I instinctively take a step closer, not liking his inflection.
Forest clears his throat. “Jericho and Evan, I’d like you to meet Sage, my brother, and his mate, Redmond.”
“Please, call me Red,” the shorter man says as he offers Jericho a hand. Jericho seems stunned by the gesture, but he shakes it anyway.
My mind latches on to the wordmate.The two men are a couple?
Sage greets us with a firm handshake too. “Forest explained your… situation. I can honestly say, I’m glad you’re on our side. We need more people willing to fight these assholes. They’ve hurt too many people.”
Forest clears his throat, looking abashed. “Please forgive me. I normally would never share sensitive information like that, but I needed them to understandwhyyou’re on our side, especially as you are one of Foxx’s creations.”
Creations. Fuck, that word hits wrong. “Foxx didn’tcreateJericho.” He raped and turned him for his own selfish reasons.
“I think what Forest means is, Sage was about two seconds away from coming home to rip your throat out, since he thought you were a threat,” Red says. “So he had no choice but to tell us.”
Sage seems unapologetic. “Not very trusting of vamps these days,” he says with a shrug, “but as I said, I’m grateful for your help.”
At that, Jericho relaxes. “Believe me, I hate them just as much as you.”
Red and Sage both smile. “Then consider us allies,” Sage says.
As we head inside, the two men begin telling them everything they’ve seen during their time in Prodigy. But sadly, the most excitement was two nights ago when Foxx received a call about Jericho’s whereabouts.
Which just proves how desperate he is to find Jericho. I mean, the guy shut his entire business down just so he could sendmorepeople to go after him? How far is he willing to go? Andwhydoes Foxx want him so badly? What is Jericho’s gift, exactly?
Jericho stares out the window, his arms folded over his chest. I can almost feel his apprehension. His fear. The way he blames himself.
“I wish we had a way to see what he’s up to or something, you know. Some way to spy on him,” Red says.
A realization crashes into me. “Maybe we do.”
Everyone turns to look at me as adrenaline rushes through my veins. Why didn’t I think of this sooner?
I pull my phone out to open the browser. “There were a bunch of break-ins on my street last year, so my landlord installed a security system on my house. I completely forgot about it until just now.”
Jericho appears at my side in an instant. “Do you have access?”
“Yeah. Give me a minute.”
As soon as I log in, my jaw drops. There must be four dozen highlighted videos.
Jericho steps in even closer. “Are those all new?”
