Paused, Clint Wood is obviously surprised by Mia’s presence.
Face to face with him, Mia is not sure whether to excite or panic. Good thing is she found the target, but she hasn’t come out of the shock of seeing Bruce, and right now she is caught off guard, too.
But there is no time to hesitate.
Taking a deep breath, she charges up with a swift move, her stun gun pressed on his waist as she threats in a low voice: “Don’t move. I just want to ask a few questions. Play along or it would end badly for you.”
The stun gun is in a gun’s shape. Wood only felt a hard metal pressed on his waist and in shock he turns to look.
“I said don’t move!” Mia hisses at him with a shove on his shoulder.
Being crafty for a living, Wood instantly corporates with his hands up in the air: “Okay, I won’t move. Anything you want, we can talk about it.”
Mia is the more nervous one. Thin sweat breaks out in her palm, she has to clench the stun gun so hard her joints hurt. Taking another deep breath, Mia hisses fierce to hide her fear: “Anyone else in the room?”
“Nope, none!” Wood answers.
“Good,” Mia pushes grabs the handle of the door with her spare hand, not open it yet. She presses the stun gun harder on Wood: “Face the door and stand close.”
“Okay, okay!”
Then Mia pushes the door open slowly. Pushing Wood by his neck, Mia keeps the stun gun pressed on him as they enter together.
The room is indeed empty.Grabbing Wood by his collar, Mia drags him to the wall and presses him against it before she kicks the door shut.
Face smashed against the wall, Wood didn’t even get to raise his head before Mia presses his side tight on it. Panicking the short man has to shrill: “Easy, easy! Please, I’m playing along!”
His scream is too loud for the quite hallway, and Mia has to hit him on the head: “Shut up! A year ago, the Moore family’s incident. Keep your voice low. I’m not deaf. Go.”
“The Moore Family?” Wood pauses at that name and quickly realizes it, “You work for Luna Mia!”
“That’s not your concern!” Mia urges him with another press of the stun gun, using an impatient tone: “Are you going to talk, or not?”
“Talk! I’ll talk!” Wood surrenders fast, thinking with his eyebrows furrowed as if trying very hard, “The Moore family was wiped, a year ago. There was a storm that night and everything was washed away. No one knows what happened.”
No one knows?
Mia wants to snort. So many people participated, so many killed, and so brutally. And no one knows what happened?!
“He’s lying,” Daisy and Robert says together.
“HE must know even if no one else does!” Robert adds. They wouldn’t risk coming to such a risky event if their evidence doesn’t nail Wood down.
Yes, at least Wood would know. Mia grabs Wood’s hair and smashes him into the wall: “Don’t lie to me! I know who did it, and I know you were a part of it!”
Wood burst into a painful howl, begging instantly: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! But why do you need to ask if you already know who did it?!”
“That’s none of your business!” Mia pressed his face into the wall: “I ask, YOU answer! Stall if you have a death wish!”
“Anything you ask! I’ll tell you everything!”
“Where did she get the manpower for that night?!”
“Well...it’s...” Wood’s eyes rolls fast as if trying hard to remember.
“Don’t give me the act!” Mia gets impatient and kicks him behind his knee cap, “Out with it!”
“I just need a little time!” Apparently Mia’s kick was too hard, because sweat breaks out on Wood’s forehead fast, and his answers, too, “It has been over a year now. I’m trying to remember.”
He has a nickname called “the silver record”, because he doesn’t need to record the questionable accounts on paper but can memories everything. That’s why he is the golden accountant that the big families dig, such as the Duncan family.
It would be stupid to believe that he needs time to remember such a huge event.
Mia holds him down tight, trying to search for some answers from his eyes. But Wood’s panic seems genuine enough, as well as the sweat on his forehead.
Mia patience is running out, and so is her time. Robert suddenly warns: “Wrap it up. Alpha Bruce seems to have gotten our scent and he is on his way. You have less than five minutes before he is at your door!”
Surrounded by a crowd, it took all his upbringing and patience engraved in his blood for Bruce to stay put for Sophia’s return.When Sophia finally comes back, Bruce is right in the middle of a patriarchal lecture from Theodore, the Alpha of Pack Scarlett Stone: “Next month, Seraphina Estate in the southern subrub. You must come. Sharing the same city, our two packs should pick up friendly events like this.”Sophia gives a light, firm nod from a distance outside the elite circle surrunding Bruce, and his eyes immediately light up. He basically cut off the old man’s slow speech, squeezing out the last drop of courtesy as he says with curved lips: “Sorry, but my secretary is here with an important matter. I’ll let her handle the matter of the manquet next month though. You are absolutely right about us improving contact.”As he speak, he pats Theodore on his arm, barely expressing his courtesy before he pushes aside the crowd and leaves.“Speak,” Heading out the ballroom, Bruce demands.
Fury rushes to the top of her head, Mia would have left several bullet holes on him to teach him the consequences of being smart and playing her around!But Daisy feels danger coming and that calms her down fast.The steps are coming in their direction, closer and closer.“He is coming! It’s him! He is here for us!” Unlike the panicking, anxious Clint Wood who is now curling on the floor with his head under his arms, Daisy is filled with excitement and joy.If it’s not that Daisy can’t embarrass her in front of anyone else, Mia would have stun-gunned Daisy too.The steps almost made to her door. And if it’s really Bruce, then he is definitely coming for her. Mia closes her eyes to calm herself, shutting her agitated wolf out, she turns to Clint Wood.“Very brave of you,” Mia gives him a sinister smirk, patting him on the shoulder, “Thanks for the help today. I’ll come for you again, that’s a promise.”Her tone gentle and soft, yet her smile gives Clint Wood a cold shiver. Clint Wood p
Woken up by a basin of cold water poured on him, Clint Wood is totally out of there for long.Four bulky bodyguards on his sides, Clint found himself in a rather hard spot with a fearful Alpha sitting in front of him, eyes ice cold. The Alpha of pack Deimos. Clint doesn't need to check the internet to know this man. Besides the sullen Alpha stands THE secretary of his, her eyes with a shade of confusion but mostly pity when she looks over.Clint understands her look -- he is NOT in a good shape. Sitting on the floor, he is dripping all over from the tip of his hair. His hands shaking from the stun gun a moment ago. He can’t seem to sit straight because of the burn on his waist.But the Alpha remains his top one problem -- Clint can’t read this man -- his eyes are too deep. Clint can only assume the Alpha is not very happy from the timid look of the secretary.“The one who knocked you out, what did they want?” Giving Clint a moment to wake up, Bruce takes the time to observe the oily m
One wolf and one person, both fall in silence instantly.Mia herself can’t pin down why she is suddenly so angry. She just escaped from a high-secured manor, and neither her wolf nor her only friend would give her a moment of peace but keep on nagging.Yes, that’s why!Sitting there quietly for a moment with long, deep breath, Mia finally calms down, though still a bit frustrated.Or, she has never been in real peace ever since that night from a year ago.Whatever. Nothing in the world is frustration-free. Mia sighs habiturally, preparing to turn the page with an apology to her wolf and Robert. They meant well for her, she knew. But they don’t understand her feelings, either.But before she could do it, Robert starts with a cautious tone: “I’m sorry. I just hope it can be easier for you. I know you had a rough year...”Rough doesn’t justify it.“A year and seven days,” Mia cuts Robert off with a low voice, “Three hundred and seventy-two days, I counted them one by one. I counted when
The city of Vaxbury, night time. Having few people on the street, and 24-hour convenience stores and pharmacies are the most serious stores here. Most places are shining in a debauchery light. Red, green, purple. Giving a illusional halo. The kind of halo that shouts danger and strange for most people, but for people who seeks getting drunk and stupid, it’s just the place.Turn right off the main road not 20 minutes off the highway, Mia arrives right at such a store with purple light shining and jumping. Dozens of people lined up in front of the small gate guarded by two bulky, mean-looking men. It doesn’t look like a welcoming place, but with a VIP card with fancy dresses, you will get right in with almost touching level of considerative service.The woman right in frong of Mia holds such a card. They call her Madam Lya.Madam Lya has the card between her two fingers like a cigratte, flashing the two guards with a wink. They return a wide smile, greeting her as they step out of the w
An angry Bruce slaps the table with a growl: “Make the necessary arrangement. I need to be in Vaxbury, now!” On her way to her Alpha, Sophia is done with several messages. She instantly answers: “Evans’s men are already on it. You are ready to go in a minute. The news is no new face has been appearing around Richard Ryan, meaning the Luna’s info on him must came from someone old. Not many people can do that within our pack, and the most likely is... Robert Walker.” Hearing Sophia’s effecient arrangement, Bruce’s look brightens a little. He says as he enters the elevator: “I want to know ALL her moves over there. And if necessary...get her out of there first.” Vaxbury is out of their territory. The people reporting to them belongs to a hired channel, and their agreement was information only. They won’t cross Ryan in Ryan’s city. A shade of bewilderment flashes through Sophia’s eyes at Bruce’s request. She pushes the button for the parking lot in silence to think before she pulls up
To drink, or not?The amber liquid reflecting the dim light like a witch’s potion, promising to fulfill wishes, but also with danger hidden within.Robert instantly ugres: “Do it! Do it now and we will get what we came here for! He is taking you back to his place! That’s a first for any girl he has his eyes on!”He’s so noisy.With the force on her chin, Mia frowns as her eyes land on the drink.Richard Ryan seems to have misunderstood Mia’s reaction, and more force is added on her: “Don’t worry. I don’t use drugs.”Mia remembers their research. This man doesn’t do that. That’s true.Though she frowns mainly because of Robert’s nagging, Mia feels much more at ease for the assuance.Clenching her fingers again, she lowers her eyes and maintains her meek, innocent look, saying her first words after seeing the target: “Okay. Please let go first. I can’t do anything like this.”“You are interesting,” Richard Ryan does not let go instantly. Instead, he turns her head left and right slightl
When the knock on the door rose, Robert really thought it was his takeout order. So he didn’t look at his surveillance camera, he hums a song and he opens the door with a light whistle of the joy of completing the mission.And that’s why instead of his cheese beef burger set, he opens the door to his Alpha’s fearful secretary with a brisk authority.Robert freezes the moment their eyes meet, his lips still pouting but no sound is coming out of his whistle.Four stand behind Sophia, and while they watch Robert with cold eyes that show no recognition, Robert knows them. They all belong to the Alpha’s private security team, all loyal and all strong.Meaning today he can only corporate, or be forced to.Sophia takes a step up without any warning and holds Robert’s shoulder to lower his head. whispering into his ear: “Stay quiet. I speak, you listen, okay?”As a 26-year-old dandy who is still in college and has not graduated, Robert is not worthy of Sophia’s attention unless for his secret