Chapter 128
Government Guy
“If you come after me or mine—and these wolves, they are mine—I will make what happened at The Trials look like a disagreement.” Volik’s pure black eyes look like they’re staring straight through me.
Sweat trickles down my lower back even as a chill runs over my skin.
“We have caused you no harm. Make sure you can continue to claim the same.”
He makes it sound so casual.
His threat to the world.
The camera pans out.
And then the girl, the one who sprouted horns, disappears into the sky. Like a fucking vampire.
The shot cuts to inside a newsroom. And behind the reporter is a freeze frame of Volik torching that poor bastard’s skull.
I mute the TV, then throw the remote onto the conference table.
Not dead, my ass.
I dig my thumbs into my temples. “Gods save us.”
“What do we do?”
I drop my hands and look at my agent. “What do we do?” I scoff. “We do fucking nothing. That’s what we’re gonna do.”
“But…” The moron gestures to the screen. “We can’t just let them act like this.”
I shake my head at his stupidity. “We don’t let them do anything. They let us live. That’s how this goes.”
His face scrunches with doubt.
“Have you ever seen photos of what happened at The Trials? Not the courtroom shit. The facilities. All the facilities?”
He lifts a shoulder. “I’ve seen the pictures of the places afterward.”
I give him a slow nod.
“They were just images of empty buildings. I never saw what happened.”
“That is what happened.” I jab my finger into the tabletop. “One moment, the facilities were full. Holding cells. Barracks. Doctors. Security. Brass. And the next moment…” I spread my hands. “Empty.”
“Where’d everyone go?”
“Nobody knows.” I point to the TV. “But he knows. Because he basically just admitted to being there.”
“What do you mean, nobody knows?”
“I mean, nobody fucking knows. Every captive was released. And everyone else disappeared. There were no bodies. No one ever resurfaced alive. And when we checked with other governments, it was the same all over the world. Same time. Same results.” I glance at the TV.
Then turn away when I see the replay of two dozen wolves leaping out of thin air.
“I don’t know what you have to do to make that look like a disagreement. And I don’t wanna know.”
“But…” My guy looks back and forth between me and the TV. “There has to be something we can do.”
“Yeah.” I tug on the knot of my tie. “We pray the other Vadas brother is dead. That’s what we fucking do.”