Chapter 97-2
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He hung up and called Cruz. After explaining the situation, they decided it would be best to simply
move the containers to London’s private quarters. When he hung up, he looked as though he’d aged ten years. “Eloise is young and bright. She’s eager for knowledge. She’s always been
dependable, even when I let her leave to pursue her education, but a year ago, her sister fell ill. A
virus that attacked her lungs left them scarred. When she was about to be hooked up to a
ventilator, Sasha panicked and shifted.”
Saul grunted, and I frowned. “I don’t understand. Why is that a bad thing? The process heals.”
“Injuries, but not internal viruses. Sometimes, during the shift, they can mutate and worsen,
affecting both human and wolf anatomy,” Saul explained. “It’s best to try to dispense of the virus
before a shift.”
The things you didn’t learn when you didn’t have access to a pack healer.
“Both of Sasha’s forms are very weak. She’s no longer in the infirmary, but she can’t walk long
distances and sometimes she struggles to catch her breath. She’s easily fatigued, and her mental
state is deteriorating. Eloise has taken it personally. She spends all her time in the infirmary, and
she’s rather enamored with you, Saul.”
“You think she locked Saul in a closet so he wouldn’t leave? I thought she was supposed to be smart. A locked wooden door isn’t going to keep a werewolf in,” I pointed out.
“I think she probably panicked.” Troy looked over at Saul, but he was staring at the wall. “Saul? You want to chime in here?”
“Hmm?” Saul turned his head and nodded. “Yes. My apologies. I believe that the young woman did panic. Do you have access to all the files in the infirmary computers?”
“Sure. They all have their own login, but IT can access it. Should I be calling them?”
“Yes, please. What about personal computers?”
“IT doesn’t have access to them, but they can gain access if I request it. What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking Eloise has done more research on the vials than she’s told you. The records in the infirmary will let me know which equipment she used and the readings. Perhaps we’ll get lucky and she made her notes there as well, but she might also be keeping them on a personal computer.”
London’s eyes began to gleam gold. “And why wouldn’t she share these findings with me?”
“I won’t know that until I discover what she found,” Saul said as he dropped his gaze to the floor. Even I knew that he was lying. He already had his suspicions.
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“Make an educated guess,” London said in a hard voice.
Troy stood. “Saul is not one for guessing, and I won’t have him bullied into one. He’ll share his findings with you once he’s investigated.”
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“But not first,” London sighed. “He’ll share them with you first, despite being on my land. My cordial hospitality will only go so far, Troy. Keep that in mind. If I have werewolves attempting to cultivate a dangerous drug on my land for profit, I would like to know first rather than last. Eloise does not strike me as the type to do anything criminal, but I cannot turn a blind eye to this.”
The testosterone levels were getting just a little too high in this room for my liking. “I remember several instances where you had your people reporting to you before Troy when you were on our
lands,” I pointed out mildly.
“And while Saul’s duty is to Troy first, he is not going to let a whole pack fall prey to anything sinister. So, let’s all just take it down a notch and go to the infirmary together. Saul will give you a brief summary of what he finds and what he needs to investigate further, and we don’t need to fight just because some impressionable and naive wolf is trying to play at breaking bad.”
Saul hid his chuckle and Troy smiled softly while London looked appropriately chastised. With a bow of his head, he rose and gestured to the door. “Shall we?”
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