Page 81 of Cruel Revenge
Idrove faster than I had before, which I hated. I wasn’t afraid of driving or being in vehicles, understanding I probably wouldn’t die from an accident, but I didn’t like getting into them. I’d dealt with too many serious injuries and accidents to enjoy risking another.
But Carey was in Houston, so I needed to be there, and for her, I was willing to take every risk. If I had to run into hell itself and piss off every dark underworld god the religions had ever spoken of to get her back, I would.
This old, dead witch has no idea who she’s fucking with. If she thinks dying to Hasan was painful, I hope she’s ready for what I’ll do to her for this.
Thirty minutes into the drive, my phone started ringing, and I answered with the hands-free, needing to control my vehicle more than I needed to hold my phone.
“Jacky, can you hear me? I’m setting up a conference call for everyone,” Davor said. “We’re all in different vehicles right now, so this is what we’ve got.”
“I can hear you,” I answered. “How do I sound?”
“Hands-free,” he said. “Now, let me get everyone else.”
I waited and heard the call-outs as they happened.
“Heath?”
“Here. I have Landon with me.”
“Dirk?”
“I’m on. With Niko and Ranger. Ranger’s going to be helping me with communications in Houston.”
“Perfect. I have Subira, Hasan, and Zuri. Zuri is driving. Jacky, you still there?”
“Still here,” I confirmed.
“Perfect. We’re the team meeting with the rest of the werewolves in Houston. Heath already got them ready in the Tribunal earlier tonight, and once we’re there, we’re going to talk attack plans. Here’s what’s happened for everyone to catch up since I know some here were just pulled into driving without an explanation.” Davor took a deep breath, easily picked up by whatever mic was there. He was talking so fast. Once he started talking again, his words were slower, calmer, better understood.
“Dirk has a suspicion that the BSA was hiding information, wanting to beat us to rescuing Carey. Jacky confirmed it. We know the BSA will either fail, and a lot of people will die, or they will successfully capture witches, who could then start exposing a lot of supernatural secrets to create more chaos. The risk is always there, so we can’t let them beat us. I made a plan with Jacky to have her go to the BSA and get me a chance to hack them quickly, so I could at least give us a better jump into this. Jacky…”
“Yeah, I went to talk to them, and they were very clear about the situation. They weren’t going to let me get what I needed and leave. Luckily, the werewolves were starting to knock on witch doors around the country, and the BSA noticed that, even if the rest of the world hasn’t. They went into a bit of a crisis mode, which further kept them distracted. Once Davor told me he finished hacking them, I left. No idea how they feel right now…and don’t really care. Probably burned some useful bridges, but they crossed a line.”
“Who was the one who made the call to play with information about Carey?”
“Director Rhodes,” I snapped angrily, not at Heath, who asked the question, but in my own anger with the human who tried to play the games with me.
“Doesn’t matter right now,” Hasan said. “Davor? Houston?”
“Yeah, they found the SUVs and where they were dumped, along with personal items of Carey’s and the werewolves. Cell phones, wallets, and the like. Not their clothing or anything that could be clothing, which was noted in their notes…”
“None of them Changed, and they weren’t forced to strip as far as we can tell by that point,” Landon said, growling softly.
“A good, albeit small win. These witches are scaring the moon cursed to cast and hold the control spells,” Subira reminded us. “They probably aren’t trying to cast those spells tonight. They probably take time that the witches weren’t planning on spending in the country.”
“Well, beyond that, they were able to get information about the trailer with the werewolves. What my thought is, and it lines up with the BSA’s thoughts, the witches initially tried the airport, but private flights were already being canceled and grounded by the time they got to Houston. They couldn’t leave, so they went to a secondary location, maybe where they initially planned this mission, and used it as a hub, or they’re squatting somewhere. It doesn’t really matter. They dumped the SUVs and the personal items before heading to a secondary location. The BSA had already had a local team pull the footage and tracked them to a block in an industrial area. I believe they were hoping to narrow it down further before acting.”
“They can’t get warrants on an entire block of a city,” Heath said, almost understanding, but without his expression, he sounded mostly cold, focused on the goal.
“Fair enough. We don’t need warrants. We just need a safe plan to get us in there to find out which building it is without someone dying in the process.” Davor hummed to himself for a second. “But that’s it. The semi was seen going into that area, and everyone lost track of it on the cameras after that. It never came out, either. With it being the middle of the night, it’s been hard trying to find the owners and managers of the different buildings, and the BSA probably hasn’t wanted to risk sending any humans in the area without their own plan in case someone gets hurt.”
“Where are we meeting the werewolves?” I asked, needing to type it into my GPS. It wasn’t what I really wanted, though.
“I’ll text it to everyone once we hang up. I’m going to email out all this information as well. Everyone is going to want to review it and collect their thoughts. Jacky, I know you don’t want to stop driving, but please take ten minutes to read through it when you get the chance. We need everyone here as informed as possible before we start trying to make our plans.”
“I’ll pull over once I get the email,” I said, hating that it would cost me some time, but understanding why he wanted it. I was the only person without someone to read it out to me.
But it wasn’t what Iwanted.
