Chapter 90
Alpha Kane
His phone unlocked, and I started looking through his messages and call logs.
There were several calls from unknown numbers. I cross-referenced them with his messages and saw that he’d received messages from two of them.
Reading through them, I discovered that someone had shared photos of Zara, taken right outside her house and even in our office parking lot.
Full details of where she’d be on Monday evening had been given to him about four days ago.
She’d been on vacation four days ago and hadn’t even suspected I was planning to take her to the event. But many in the office knew. Azbial and his entire security team knew because I’d informed them of my “plus-one” in advance.
Anyone could have leaked the information to him. But it was obvious I had a mole nearby, and once I found him or her, they would be lost.
“Who sent you these messages about her?” I growled, trying to keep my voice restrained but deadly.
His screams died down a bit as a pool of blood formed beneath his bound hands.
He hurt her; he shouldn’t have hurt her.
“You could have gone to the police. But instead, you went and tried to kidnap her. I should have buried you alive, let the worms eat your body,” I couldn’t keep the sarcasm and threat from my growl.
“Please! Believe me, I had no choice he begged.
“You did go, you just chose the wrong person and crossed the wrong people. Where were you planning on meeting him?” “I asked, looking at his phone again.
“That information was never disclosed; they said to contact them only if I successfully got the girl out of there and provided a photo of her tied up to prove it p>
The enemy was smart and knew what they were doing. There could be more than one.
Taking out my cell phone, I opened the photos from Zara’s phone and compared the numbers with the one from which she had received the threat.
None of them matched, as all the numbers were disposable, and I assumed they were using a new number each time to avoid being traced.
I felt like tugging at my hair in despair, but at that moment, I had to pull myself together. Raising my face, I glanced at the man.
“Have you ever talked to them on the phone p>
He nodded.
“Yes, but it seems they used a voice changer. It wasn’t my real voice p>
Of course. This man had nothing else to offer, and his presence was infuriating me. Before I could decide his fate, my phone rang. I pressed the answer button, answering the call from Caysir.
“Sir, Miss Zara has been discharged. Should I take her home p>
“Yes, I’ll be there as soon as I’m done here p>
A slight sense of relief settled in my heart, knowing she’d be home as soon as I returned. Having finished the call, I turned to the man, who looked at me with a mixture of guilt and hope.
“Who in your family were they threatening?” I asked, looking at him with disgust.
I stood up and tossed his phone to Hunter, putting mine in my pocket.
“My sister and niece. They’re all I have. They said I’d find their things in my bags if I didn’t do what they asked of me p>
I took a threatening step toward him and stood, crossing my arms, glaring at him as if he were a spider I was about to crush with my boot.
“Fine, give their information to Hunter, and I will ensure they are never harmed and always cared for.” Confusion crossed his face, and I continued, “And you, on the other hand, will never see the light of day again p>
Terror played across his face, like refracted light, as he began his ramblings, which I ignored. I never listened to people whose lives meant nothing to me.
Now this man’s life meant nothing to me. He was insignificant, an enemy who had hurt someone I had become too dear to. Turning to Beta, I asked for his dagger. He handed it to me silently and without question.
“Get all the necessary information from him and send it to Black Pack. I never want to see him again.” Beta nodded knowingly.
He nodded at me and only looked at the man with disdain.
The man writhed, screamed, and begged. The chair rattled as he tried to free himself from the shackles, but he had absolutely nowhere to go.
Grabbing the dagger by its cold hilt, I quickly brought it down on his bound right hand, then repeated the action twice.
Blood, thick and the color of rubies, spurted along with his wild screams. But I didn’t care; those hands would never harm her again.
Taking my time, I made sure that by the time I was done, he would have no functioning hands, only a bloody mess. Tiny drops of blood covered my face, but I regretted nothing; all my emotions were shut off, and I was exactly as cold as everyone thought I was.
This man brought out the worst in me. I could only imagine what I was about to do to whoever was behind this mess.
When I finished, I dropped the dagger to the floor and stepped back.
“Clean up the mess, Hunter. I’m going pack house.” I stepped away, and Beta quietly handed me a napkin.
Without looking back, I walked away, wiping my face and hands with the white napkin, stripping it of its innocence and staining it red.
Home, I needed to go home, to see her. Maybe her warm presence would melt some of this coldness, because my mind was in complete darkness.
I have a meeting with Alphas in the pack house; they must have arrived by now.