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He stated, his voice professional and detached. “Weapons, burner phones, ammunition.” My jaw tightened. Nathaniel muttered something under his breath. Then the detective squinted… hesitating. The hesitation bothered me more than everything else. Because it meant the next part was probably worse. Much worse. “There was one more thing.” The detective removed a photograph and placed it face up on the table. I looked down, then froze. The person in the photograph wasn’t Claire or me. It wasn’t even Nathaniel. It was Margot Sinclair.

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"They’ll be fine, but I’m afraid you’ve really made Mr. Moriarty angry, and he’s not in a good mood." "What does Moriarty want?" "I don’t know, Mr. Bartz, but I suppose it has something to do with the scandal about Mr. Palmer." "He has nothing to do with me!" "We’d like to say that’s true, but it’s clear you don’t even believe that." [Moriarty Mansion] Anthony Moriarty was watching through the large window. He was waiting for Marcus Bartz’s arrival. When he saw the SUVs pulling up, he knew the man had finally arrived. A few minutes later, Marcus Bartz was escorted into the study where Anthony Moriarty was waiting.

He explains. "Right.." I say shifting on my feet nervously. I'm about to ask him another question when my wolf suddenly starts howling inside of me and I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and my head and everywhere. 'Wolfsbane!!' Morgan exclaims from inside of me and I suddenly feel disconnected from her. I feel a sensation like she's slipping away from me but I can still faintly feel her. "Morgana?" Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore.

My hands were shaking, but I managed to dial a number I had memorized years ago. "Detective Morrison," a voice answered. "James? This is Sebastian Lockhart." There was a pause. "Sebastian? I heard you were in the hospital. Are you okay?" Detective Morrison had been in charge of investigating Ellana's death. He was one of the few honest cops I knew. "I'm fine," I said. "James, I need to ask you about Lilith Morrell. The girl who was arrested for Jessica Williams' murder." "What about her?"

Knowing before it would ever be confirmed that the stone Morgan saw in her vision was indeed the exact same one I was describing. “Maybe our suspect has a few answers. After all, it was her scent you discovered in the inner vault.” Rhett supplies and suggests. “Then let’s go ask my murdering bitch of a mate some questions.” I cracked my knuckles, ready to interrogate her. Focused on answers, I didn’t notice the room had stilled and Hunji and Morgan’s eyes were on me. “What?” I ask wondering what the fuck else they could hit me with. “The suspect is your mate?” Morgan gasps. Shit, I had forgotten Rhett was the only one that knew.