Chapter 43 Cain
Staring at my alphas, I felt cared for again. This was what I had been missing. I loved this feeling. “It’s a club I allow to stay open. At least I haven’t had any reason to pay close attention to them.”
As I was speaking, a phone dinged. I turned, going to the table in the corner. Reaching into a drawer, I pulled out one of my burner phones. Clicking through to the messages, I laughed seeing who the contract was on. I told them I needed two weeks, they countered with one, and I insisted. Finally, they agreed.
“Did you get a job?” Calliope asked.
“I did. For the owner of that club I was talking about.”
“What do they claim he did?” She was more than curious, but I loved that about her.
“Alpha, can you hand me the laptop from the other room?” I aimed the request at Ayden, but both alphas moved as one.
Calliope pulled me down on the sofa next to her. “They really are adorable when they jump to do things for us.”
“I know.” I cuddled up with her, this felt more normal than it had for a long time.
Ayden came back with my laptop, Dax trailing behind him. He brought the computer to me and took a seat at my side. Laptop open, I typed in my password. “The day we met.”
Ayden was right, it was the day that we met. I pushed that thought away and booted up the VPN. Watching the IP address bounce around the world was satisfying. Pulling up the dark web site I used for file sharing was a little more complicated. I edited the code a little at a time until it completely changed to the site I wanted.
“You’ve gotten good at that.” There was real adoration in Ayden’s tone.
I smiled at him. “I had the best teacher.”
There was one last code wall that I had to break through to view the files. This one took me a little longer, but eventually I got through. I had ninety minutes to pull all of the relevant information from the files until the server reset and completely rewrote the drives. Clicking to open the files, I was shocked to see how much was there.
“We need a game plan.” I was already opening the first of the subfiles.
This opened to images of the man I knew as Devyn at an omega auction. There was a number at the bottom which totaled in the millions. I closed it and moved on. The next was a series of images of the same omegas stripping for him. Each folder was more and more of the same. Clearly written allegations of omega abuse and trafficking. I shook my head and typed out the command to rewrite and wipe the drives.
“What do you need from us?” Dax asked.
“Nothing.”
“You don’t need us to do anything about the…” he looked down and was reading off his phone, “over a hundred omegas and a strip club owner that trafficked them.”
“They aren’t an issue.”
“How do you know?” Calliope asked.
I made a split-second decision that would change my life. “I know because he’s an undercover.”
“An undercover what?” Ayden snapped.
“Homeland security agent.”
“How exactly do you know that?” My heart seized in my chest when Dax asked that. I knew that tone—I used that tone in the past. I finally looked up at Ayden and he was studying me like he wanted to take me apart bit by bit. Calliope mirrored the expression. I hated it.
“We work together,” I murmured.
Dax growled first, followed by Ayden. “Explain,” Calliope ordered.
“I work for the CIA.”
Ayden and Dax moved at once. Ayden’s hand caught Dax’s throat pushing him back until his back slammed against the wall. Calliope was on me before I could respond. “You are lucky I love you so fucking much.”
She kissed me before pulling me to her side. “Alpha, let him breathe.”
“He threatened my baby boy.” He pushed his arm against Dax’s throat again, releasing it enough to growl into the other alpha’s face. “You do not want to fuck with me. Now, heel, shut the fuck up, and listen.”
Ayden pulled back joining us on the couch. Dax fell to his knees, defeat plain in his face. “You both knew.”
“Ayden went to training with me,” I started. “He was a little too good at getting into places he shouldn’t be. The FBI poached him. I was trained and put in charge of a taskforce.”
“Jesus,” Dax whispered.
“I don’t do serial killers. My scope is fairly broad but specific at the same time.”
Dax looked up at me for the first time. “The Omega Protections Act.”
“Yes, your father doesn’t like me much.” I laughed. “It might have something to do with me removing him from his high horse.”
“What happened?”
I caught his eye. “He was recently arrested and charged with a series of murders. Seems he lost his mind after his omega was tragically killed and started murdering indiscriminately.”
Calliope gasped. “You didn’t.”
“It’s easy to fabricate evidence when you have the connections I do.”
“I fucking love you,” Dax blurted out.
I reached beneath me, grabbing Dax’s new identity. As of our mating, he no longer existed. None of my pack did, officially at least. We all had false identities. I held the documents out to Dax. “This is for you.”
He took it, going through the bundle. There was a passport, driver’s license, social, birth certificate—everything you need to be someone else. All in the name of Damien Sanders. “You did this for me?”
“My bosses think it’s for maintaining my cover, but I can’t have one of my alphas ending up in prison because he kills when he’s not around us.”
That made them all laugh, that relieved the tension that had built. “We need a plan,” Ayden reiterated.
“No, we need to go talk to Devyn,” I replied.