She rolls her eyes.
“I don’t give a shit about Leeva’s money,” I growl. “I give a shit that if this isn’t public knowledge, then how the hell might Guerilla know?”
Leeva isn't just rich, she'srich.
And that could explain the crazed look in my brother's eyes when he realized it wasn’t going to be a simple matter of claiming Leeva and leaving with her.
They exchange another look, and I’m wondering if they have some twin telepathic abilities or something. My unease grows when they both turn pensive.
“We had a data breach a while ago,” Ursula admits. “Nothing was stolen, and no sensitive company information was accessed, but the files implicated did have some of that information about Leeva.”
“Do you think Leeva was the hacker’s intended target?”
“We never could confirm.”
My brows furrow as I contemplate this intel, trying to piece everything together. And without hard evidence and actual facts rather than theories, I don’t know if itshouldall be pieced together.
“Your brother doesn’t seem like the hacker kind,” Keifer says.
I resume pacing as nervous energy buzzes through me. “No, but he could be in deep with others who have those skills, and that could very well be how he managed to stay off our radar.”
“Drake said whoever hacked us had incredible skill and resources to cover their tracks,” Ursula adds.
“There’s an underground group in Europe—”
“Those are rumors, Keifer,” she cuts in.
“Tell me about them,” I order.
He shrugs. “This isn’t my world; all I know is that they’re highly resourced to stay off any authority’s radar, secretive as hell, and are into somevery badshit.”
I think of what Slade was rescued from and the ring of sick motherfuckers involved. “How old are these rumors? Any rumors about this underground group being dismantled and people being taken into custody?”
Because that was the case for the one connected to what happened with Slade.
“No, nothing about it being dismantled or people arrested. They’re strong as ever, and they are even expanding globally.”
That excluded the ring that was connected to what happened with Slade.
“How do you know this if it isn’t your world, Keifer?”
He leans back in his chair, his face carved with pain. “I lost a friend, and I think it was to this underground group. She was traveling and went missing in Brazil. Drake has connected me with someone who has been trying to discover more about this group, but I think it’s a lost cause.” His shoulders slump.
“Why? Because they’re too resourced and secretive?”
“That, and because Drake’s contact tells me not to hold my breath.”
“Human trafficking?” My gut swirls, knowing that once a person is trafficked and deep within the ring, the chances of recovering and saving them aren’t great.
“I think trafficking is part of it, but this group is rumored to run a death ring.”
My body snaps rigid. “What?”
Adeathring.
This might not be the ring connected to Slade, but it coulddefinitelybe the ring that our allies were involved in a few months ago. Creed Santoro had saved Sophie, the woman he loved, from being delivered to a death ring.
Len’s team had been involved in saving Sophie as well.
