My eyes strain.If it is, don’t let him out of your sight.
Working on it.
“What?” Felix asks, noticing my change in demeanour.
“They think Carson is nearby.”
He stands abruptly. “Seriously?”
I nod before following him.
“What a stupid fucker, thinking he can come back.”
“He might be with others,” I say tensely.
Felix scoffs. “He would be stupid to. You said he saw what you did to your father.”
“Which makes me question, why is he back?”
He hums in agreement.
We’ve got him, Alpha.
Alone?
Alone,she states.
Make sure no one else is following him, and don’t stop until I give the order.
Yes, Alpha. Where do you want us to put him?
Take him to the small outhouse and secure him in the basement.
On it.
“He’s here,” I growl. “Taking him to his cell now.”
Felix nods with determination. “Then let’s go get some answers.”
As we head over to the outhouse, four guards are standing outside. I acknowledge Aimee as I pass.
“He came willingly?”
“Looks defeated, but yes. Maybe guilt is eating him alive,” she says with her shoulders rolled back.
I snort sourly. “A bit late for that.”
“I can’t believe we trusted him,” she says, wringing her hands.
“We’re going to make him pay.”
Aimee nods. “Good, we don’t like traitors.”
I press my hand to the door of the small, deteriorating building, and head downstairs to find Carson chained up in the gloomy basement. He doesn’t glance up when he hears the sound of footsteps, remaining on the floor with his eyes down.
“Get up and look at me,” I shout.
Carson’s shoulders tense, and after a few moments, he pushes himself up from the ground and stares directly at me. His complexion is pale, and his eyes sunken.
