Page 38 of Blinded
"Two men got out of a car, let the three we'd talked about before get in, then all five men drove off. We had to have caught the scent when he got out to let the others in," I explained.
"Can you get a plate number?" Brett asked.
"Rewind it for us, Bruce. Can you screenshot the image or enhance it much?" Kurt asked.
"It's not the best software, but I think I can get a better shot." Bruce played around with it for a minute, finally getting a bit closer. "Looks like a red Ford Taurus. The plate is Montana XLZ 4… I can't make out the rest of it."
"That's okay. With the car description and partial plate, we should be able to come up with something. I'll get the information to Stephen at the DMV tomorrow and have him look it up. Does anyone recognize any of the men?" Kurt looked up at us all.
"I wish I could see since I'm the one who knows the scent." Brett sighed.
"It's okay, we'll figure it out." Josh rested his hand on Brett's shoulder.
"The three who walked out are regulars here. They play pool a couple nights a week. I don't know names, but they are quiet and keep to themselves. Have never caused me any problems." Bruce hit a couple more buttons and suddenly the sound of the printer working filled the office.
"Not knowing if we're looking at the driver or the passenger, the car might not lead us directly to the person, but we at least know they know each other. If we find the car, we can watch it and hopefully it will lead us to the other guy. If we get lucky, it's the driver and as soon as we find the car, we've found our attacker." Kurt rubbed the back of his neck.
"What will be done since they're human?" Brett asked.
"It will depend. Once it's proven, we'll need to find out the why. I'd need to involve Pack Authority on this since it is dealing with a human. We'd have to do what they suggest. I know in the past where wolves have been killed, they've given us the choice to handle it our own way as long as humans weren't alerted to the issue. It's something that we will all sit down and discuss when the time comes." Kurt reached for the paper from the printer. "Thank you for your help, Bruce. Remind me to send Nick over to update your security cameras. There's no reason you shouldn't have the best."
"Thanks." Bruce smiled.
I loved that about Kurt. He didn't need to spend money on Bruce's cameras, but because Bruce was good to him, and he'd helped, Kurt would now pay to have the best system installed. It was one of the reasons the pack was so loyal to Kurt. He made sure everyone was taken care of in one way or another.
"Okay, let's call it a night. I'll contact Stephen first thing in the morning. If you two want to come in later and we'll follow-up, that would be best. There's nothing more we can do until we trace the owner of that car." Kurt looked over at Brett and me.
"Thanks, Kurt. I appreciate everything." Brett smiled.
I nodded. "You'll call if you hear anything before we get to the pack house?"
"I will," Kurt promised.
"We shouldn't be too late. We need to talk to Cohen too when he gets time." I ran my hand down Brett's back.
"He's working tomorrow at the hospital, but I'm sure he'd make time when he gets off." Kurt gave me a worried glance.
"It's nothing pressing. No reason for him to come out just for us. I'll call and set up a time when he's free." I didn't want Kurt worrying about anything. At least I hoped it was nothing. I didn't like that Brett was so tired, but it didn't seem like it was anything physically wrong.
Kurt nodded as he slid his arm around Josh's waist. "Then we'll see you both tomorrow. Have a good night, Bruce. Thanks again for the drinks and the help."
We left the office and made our way out to our cars in silence. There really wasn't anything more to say. We'd come close to figuring out who was attacking wolves, but not close enough. It was frustrating knowing that at any time another attack could happen.
As we got into the car to head home, I reached over and gripped Brett's shoulder. "We will get them."
"I know we will." He blew out a long breath. "It's what happens after. Killing them won't change anything. It won't bring my sight back, it won't bring Bridger back. I guess I'm just angry. I want to know why anyone would do this. Until we have the answers, then I won't be able to relax." Brett leaned his head back on the seat.
I left him alone with his own thoughts. I couldn't say anything to help him feel better. I just wanted this over. I wanted my mate happy. Focusing on the road, I pulled out and headed home, glad that at least we were together. If nothing else came from all this, I'd found my mate and that was the most important thing of all.
