Page 27 of Alpha Queen
Ares' wolf leapt to his feet. Ares slammed his fist on the granite counter and took a calming breath.
He's a human. He doesn't understand. He doesn't know what's going on.
"Surely you can ask," Theo offered. "After all, you wouldn't want to be the reason Dr. Emerson missed such an important meeting, would you?"
The man licked his lips, wetting his Tom Seleck mustache, and looked at Ares' business card again. He picked up the phone and dialed an extension, speaking quietly for a moment before hanging up.
Ares struggled not to rip the phone from the man's hand and demand to be let up.
He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but Dr. Emerson has already left for the day."
"Left?"
"Yes. His assistant said that he went home about an hour ago."
"Can I get his home address?"
The guard slid Ares' card back across the counter. "If you would like to call his assistant and make an appointment, I am sure she will find a time to fit you in."
Theo opened his mouth, but Ares stopped him. "Since I'm already here, may I go up and speak to her?"
"I'm afraid not. But I'll call and see if she will come down to talk to you."
Ares nodded, jaw clenched. "Thank you."
The guard pointed at a pair of couches several feet away. "You can wait over there."
Ares picked up his card and handed it to Theo, who put it back in his jacket pocket.
"I could knock him out, and we could find the information on the computer."
Ares unbuttoned his suit jacket and sat on the couch. "We can't risk scaring the doctor or his assistant. Or the police being called. That would waste too much time. As much as I would love to choke the information out of that guy, I think employing a more Apollo-style approach might be better this time."
Theo cocked an eyebrow.
Ares snorted. "Trust me, he isn't rubbing off on me that much. I just think that if we are dealing with humans, the last thing we need is human police involved. We have enough problems at the moment."
Theo nodded as an elevator opened and out walked a pretty, petite brunette in a simple black dress and sensible heels. She walked over to the security desk and then turned to look at Ares before striding toward them.
Ares stood. If he hadn't been mated, he would have done whatever it took to get the information out of the woman. While he needed the info more desperately than he'd ever needed anything in his life, even he couldn't stoop that low. He just prayed it wouldn't take something like that to get the assistant to tell him where Dr. Emerson was and how he could meet with him.
"Hello," the assistant said in a nervous tone. "I'm Amanda, Dr. Emerson's assistant. I heard you would like to make an appointment."
"It's imperative I speak with him today. I need to speak to him about some pills that he sold my mother-in-law for my wife."
The assistant glanced over at the guard, who watched the interaction.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Emerson is a chemist; he does the research, he cannot prescribe or sell pills of any kind. It's against the law."
"Of course," said Ares, fighting to keep his tone friendly. "Maybe I'm mistaken, but my mother-in-law gave me the doctor's name. If I could speak to him, I'm sure he can help me figure out who I should be looking for."
"What's the name of the pills you say he gave her or told her about?"
"Uh… I'm not sure they have a name."
She scoffed. "How do you expect him to help you then?"
Ares growled, and his wolf got to his feet.
