Page 135 of Retribution
“I understand I’m calling out of the blue and I apologize for that,” I reply. “Lucas, Alesso, and I are now a pack. There are four of us, but you don’t know the fourth guy. Our omega was just kidnapped and I lost the vehicle while tracking it.”
“Fuck,”Duncan grunts. “I’m so sorry, man. We know well how that goes. How were you tracking it?”
“I hacked into the video cameras in the city,” I state.
“Let me put you on speaker, Oliver. Quinn and Callum are better versed in that.”
“What’s going on?”a female voice asks. It’s deep and raspy in a way that’s haunting.
Alesso and I glance at each other with wide eyes. Last we knew, she was mute. So much has changed for the better for them it appears. There’s no one else this could be other than that omega from Slick Dreams.
“Is this who I think it is?” I ask. “I don’t know if you remember Alesso or I. We didn’t meet during the best of circumstances.”
“They were at your heat at Slick Dreams,”Duncan says softly.
“I remember,”Linus chimes in.
“I do too,” Callum says. “Alesso burned a bridge with us. Why would we help?”
“Don’t be an asshole,”Christian says. “It was the only way I could find you. Besides, I gave him my boon. Help them out.”
“I am sorry for creating any issues,” Alesso says repentantly. “I have a special place for scent matches and love. I?—”
“Ugh, I can't even pretend to be upset with you,”Callum groans.
“Their omega is missing,”Duncan says.“Put your dick away, Callum.Do you have any idea who may have taken her?”
Alesso’s phone rings and I answer it when I see it’s Lucas. Putting it on speaker, I begin speaking.
“Lucas, I’m on the phone with the Kelly brothers and their pack. Do you have any idea who took Isolde?” I ask, getting right to the point.
The longer she’s gone, the harder it’ll be to find her.
“The police agree that these guys have to work as some sort of head hunters,”Lucas says, not missing a beat. “The guy Isolde killed didn’t have any identification, and his phone was devoid of any calls, phone numbers, or texts. This was a smash and grab job, Oli. I believe they worked for a woman named Ophelia.”
“Why do you think that?”Quinn asks. “She’s an auction madam and in Minnesota.”
“Isolde has a history with Ophelia. It’s pretty fucking dark from what she’s told me,”Lucas says. “She’s been Ophelia’s whipping girl in the past, and managed to get out.”
“Why do I know that name?”Duncan asks. “It sounds really fucking familiar.”
“The Senior Mafia families have used a hitman by that name in the past,” Christian mutters. “The name is too unique to be anyone else.”
“Isolde isn’t an angel, and she only takes jobs that align with her values,” I growl, feeling protective. “None of us should judge her for finding a way to punish people who hurt others.”
“No one is saying that,”Linus says in a small voice. “The world isn’t safe for omegas. Quinn and I know that better than anyone else.”
“That’s where I know her name from,”Duncan says. “We’ve all spilled blood for various reasons. No one is judging her for any of it. I was trying to place her. Why would Ophelia go to so much trouble to get her back?”
“That bitch is petty,”Quinn mutters. “None of that matters. If she’s going to this much trouble, she isn’t planning to sell her.”
“I don’t believe she will,” I say. “Ophelia has a history of medically inducing Isolde’s heat over and over again to attempt to break her.”
I want them to feel the full weight of what that means. It doesn’t matter that Lucas gave her a chance to bypass that withhis concoction. The truth of the matter is that we don’t know if it’ll work.
“She could go mad,”Quinn whispers. “That’s unacceptable.”
“We’ll help you,”Callum says.
