เข้าสู่ระบบ"He betrayed me," Alkon said with a laugh. "So why should I keep his secret? I don't mind betraying a traitor, either, especially if the price is right."Irwin's brow furrowed.He already knew what kind of person Alkon was. His tarot cards had shown him ominous signs when he'd done his reading.Alkon was someone with a sixth sense, able to find anything lost, though his results weren't always accurate or successful.He had many clients, and his success rate so far was 88 percent, even though he charged high fees and sometimes took a long time to find.But Alkon was anything but a good person. He couldn't keep secrets and was greedy for money. He wouldn't hesitate to betray anyone who asked for his help if a more lucrative offer came along.Two days later, Alkon called Irwin, a.k.a. Sandy Nolan, at the fake phone number he'd given him."I'll be there," Irwin said. "I need to see your report in person, in paper form. I'm not someone who trusts words, only written words.""Yes, Mr. Nola
"Beta Dalton is one of Damon's confidants, a notoriously cruel Alpha who likes to stir up trouble in the other pack," Liam said gloomily. "Damon is also, coincidentally, Gwyneth's older brother. Half-brother, but they're quite close."Irwin stroked his chin, deep in thought. "Why did he go to Alkon's? Was there something he needed to gain through that man's services?"Liam didn't answer. He couldn't deny that he'd been feeling uneasy ever since he saw Beta Dalton.He hadn't seen anyone from any pack in a long time, especially those who opposed him. Damon was one of them, the one who had been the most vocal in his criticism after Gwyneth's death at his hands.Damon and Gwyneth were half-siblings. Gwyneth's mother married Damon's father, and they grew up together from childhood.Damon was very possessive of Gwyneth, so when she and Liam started hanging out, he didn't hesitate to express his displeasure.He considered Liam unworthy of Gwyneth, despite the fact that in every inter-pack ma
"I heard about you from a friend. You remember Ms. Eden Wendelman? She once asked you to help her find her expensive dog, which was found dead at her ex-husband's house," Irwin said arrogantly.Alkon nodded. "Yes, I remember Ms. Eden. A wealthy woman who was quite stingy, to the point where her ex-husband resorted to kidnapping her dog.""Well, Eden is dead, but I still remember her as a good friend. She once recommended you as a good tracker, in case I needed one," Irwin said. "That was a long time ago, and now I need your services."Alkon eyed Irwin carefully, observing and assessing. Irwin wasn't wearing flashy clothes or jewelry, nor did she arrive in a luxury car. He used a driver to drove a regular black sedan, wore a shirt and jeans, but when he saw his watch and ring, Alkon knew he wasn't just anyone.No ordinary person wears the world's most expensive watch every day, but the faded leather strap and some wear on the rim proved that Irwin wore it daily. This meant it wasn't so
"Don't come out!" Liam hissed, stopping Marlowe from emerging from his hiding place. "Just watch."The fake homeless woman removed her hat and mask. Her hair, hidden under the hat, was blonde, and she wore quite a bit of makeup under the mask, which covered almost half of her face."Oh my gosh, I don't want to do this anymore!" the fake homeless woman complained. "Those filthy insects are going to ruin my face and body."She took something from her bag. A cell phone, a well-known brand and the latest model."Mr. Alkon, I'm going home now. I can't take it anymore. A big beetle nearly made my nose swell up!""...""It's been days and I haven't found anything. I even looked around here, but this old apartment is indeed abandoned and unoccupied, especially upstairs.""...""Then just have him do all this! I should just be doing administrative work, not something like this!""...""Whatever! If you're going to have me go undercover like this, try to find a more humane way or find someone e
"I heard about someone named Alkon," Irwin said. "He's a specialist in missing persons. I think Ericka's ex-boyfriend contacted him.""How did he track Ericka down so quickly?" Liam asked, his brows furrowed. "While he can't prove his search is accurate, we know he's on the right track.""I heard he's not just any ordinary human," Irwin replied. "He does have a special ability, a sixth sense. His clients aren't just ordinary humans either.""Damn it!" Liam growled. "This will make things difficult for Ericka. Don't let her find out about this.""Don't worry, we'll take good care of her. As long as she stays out of sight for a while, I don't think anyone will be able to find her. Trust me.""But I feel sorry for her," Liam said. "She looks bored and seems to be getting impatient.""That homeless woman," Irwin said. "Old Bernard told me she's not just any homeless woman, right?""Yeah, that's obvious. She smells too good to be a tramp," Liam snorted. "I'll catch her tonight.""No!" Irwi
The woman finally left as the sky began to lighten, a sign that morning was coming. She left, grumbling and dragging her steps.Old Bernard and Liam emerged from their hiding place in the bushes near the garbage dump, shaking dust from their clothes and moving their aching arms and legs."I've been watching that woman since yesterday. She's no ordinary homeless person. She doesn't smell bad," Old Bernard said. "Instead, she smells like flowers.""Uh, I thought so too," Liam said."No homeless person smells like flowers, and she's always digging through garbage. I'm sure she's disguised herself, but I'm not sure what kind of creature she is," Old Bernard grumbled."I'll keep an eye on her again tonight," Liam said. "The resident of 5012 has been watching from the rooftop because she's been feeling the surveillance for the past few days.""5012? Marlowe Adams? A kitsune hybrid who loves to eat tofu," Old Bernard muttered. "He must think it's his sister watching.""You know him?" Liam a







