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Dario wrinkles his nose dramatically and turns to Alex. “Wait a second. Why would someone suggest putting a Foresaken Omega on suppressants? Wouldn’t that make it worse?”
Jude crosses his arms over his chest. “I believe it would,Dario. What a great question. Alex, can you confirm that?”
My Omega smiles ruefully. “I can. The worst thing you can do for a Foresaken Omega is to put them on suppressants.
Our Prime Alpha clicks his tongue thoughtfully. “You would think that a politician who is supposedly acting in the best interest of an Omega would be aware of such a critical thing, wouldn’t you, Dexter?”
“I sure would.” Dex’s voice drips with disdain as he cocks his head to the side and stares the governor down. “It would probably be considered a gross abuse of power to interrupt an Omega in heat and demand suppressants be administered. Especially one that had made a clear statement that she was happy where she was and with her pack of choice.”
I lean across the table again, baring my teeth. “It sounds like something the press would have a field day with. Especially combined with the fact that said politician was doing this for the benefit of his child.”
A staffer with a severe bob slaps her hand on the table. “That’s enough. This is bordering on blackmail.”
Alex folds her hands in front of her body and rests them on the table. “Not blackmail. It’s all facts. Facts that I can present to the press or your office can address when you issue an apology and dissolve my association with Pack Smith. And then launch an investigation into the attempted trafficking of an Omega for political gain.”
The governor looks like he’s going to explode, his face is so red. I can tell that he wants to refute the trafficking claim, but I won’t give him the chance.
“Is there any reason why your Designation Director isn’t here? Why they were not involved in this process at all?” I ask carefully. “Based on my limited knowledge ofgovernment, I believe something like this never should have made it to your desk at all.”
“We are currently between Directors at the moment,” one of the staffers answers after shooting the governor a sharp glare. I wonder if they’re realizing that letting him speak isn’t working out well for them, and this is their way of telling him to let them handle it.
“Is Dr. Richard Smith being considered for the open position?” Alex asks bluntly.
The silence that fills the room is oppressive. It’s as if no one is breathing, no one is blinking.
It’s so quiet it’s almost loud.
They don’t need to answer. They know it, and we know it.
But none of us will say anything. We will force the answer out.
“Yes.”
That one word, out of the governor’s mouth, is all the confirmation we needed, even if we already knew the answer.
He could try to deny it, but there is no doubt that a paper trail exists. You can’t interview someone for such a high position without it being recorded. This is something he could not hope to cover up now that Alex had planted the idea in the media’s head.
“Well, isn’t that interesting?” Dexter drawls and turns to Dario, who sits next to him. “It kind of lends credence to Alex’s story, right, brother?”
Alex pushes back from the table, nearly toppling her chair over. “How much did you know, Governor Evans? Tell me the truth. Don’t insult me with a fucking lie.”
He doesn’t say anything.
Nothing at all.
I watch his jaw tick, clenching to keep himself from talking.
One beat.
Two beats.
Three beats of silence, with no denial, say that he is not as ignorant of the situation as he wishes to be.
One of his staffers leans over and speaks quietly in his ear. Maybe it’s his legal counsel, I don’t really care. All I know is that whoever it is, he listens to them.
“We need to conduct an investigation, and then we’ll be in touch, Dr. Shields.”
Chapter 44
