Page 100 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
I licked my lips, remembering what had happened earlier. Perfect was not even enough to describe it... she was fucking divine, and that pretty little pussy of hers was so bloody fine. Feeling myself twitch in my pants, I frowned, pushing the thought away. Fuck.
“It would have been easier to just put them all under Alpha command,” I said coldly, trying to focus. I still intended to do that, but only with those who had blanks in their alibis. We were hoping to cut out at least eighty percent of the pack.
“It’s about trust and respect,” Damon murmured, organising the files into ranks. With a pack with over a thousand members, it wasn’t fucking easy. At least we could rule out the pups.
“Still, they’d understand,” I said. Looking at the warrior files in front of me, taking a few papers that were stapled together, I tilted my head. “I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s this fucking asshole…” Damon turned to look at the papers I held.
“Owen… yeah, he’s a prick, but I don’t know. I feel he’s just too obvious,” he murmured.
“And the job does feel too clean for him,” I added, but still, we couldn’t just cross anyone out.
The pile of those who were definitely ruled out thanks to full alibis was small… less than 200. That was far too fucking low…
“I’m covered,” Damon said, holding up his pile, frowning when he saw the one under him. “You got yourself here? The fuck?” I cocked a brow, massaging my temples, feeling a headache coming on.
“With my psychotic tendencies right now, I could be a fucking prime suspect. I don’t remember ripping Jacob’s arm off, so…”
The only ones spared from the assessment were Mom and Dad. The rest were on it to make it fair, although deep down, I trusted Damon, Raven, and Zack. It was a guideline we were following. Zack did his search on Damon and me, and Damon did Zack’s.
“Yeah, and made a mess. This job is too clean to even think it’s you,” Damon murmured. “Zack is totally covered.”
“Great, at least two of the higher position ones are. The priority is the security team. Who do we have covered?”
“Esteban… Drew… Ben… Cassidy…” I nodded. That made me feel a lot fucking better. “Mom…”
I looked towards him as he picked up his mom’s file and I felt a sliver of guilt. Putting Aunty Monica in this shit wasn’t right. He simply flicked the file open, staring at the many blank sections. It was obvious there’d be blanks; she stayed home for the most part.
“I won’t put her under Alpha command,” I said quietly. He looked at me and shook his head.
“No, I get it,” he said, his voice as calm and gentle as fucking ever, placing her file into the larger pile. I walked over, took the file, and put it in the other pile.
“I said, I won’t,” I said firmly, my eyes flashing warningly before I walked back to my desk. A silence fell between us before he called me,
“Liam…” I glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “Thanks. I appreciate it,” he said quietly.
I gave a curt nod, and we continued our work. It was weird yet calming, almost like old times before our fucked up mate situation. Hours had passed and we were still working on it. Even Zack had shown up and we scoured through the files together.
Damon had gone to get us some hot drinks and had just gotten back, shutting the door after him.
“Thanks,” I said, grabbing a bar of chocolate from the tray as I massaged my forehead. My eyes fell on the tub of painkillers, and I glanced up at him, but he was back to his work.Thanks… but I wasn’t able to say that to him. I took two pills, swallowing them down with some water.
“Shall we rule out the ten- to fourteen-year-olds?” Zack asked, looking at a wad of files.
“No, we know even kids can be killers…” I said, dropping back in my seat.
“I think it’s a female,” Zack said, suddenly making both Damon and I look at him sharply.
“What?” Damon asked.
“Look… don’t you think the job is really clean? I don’t know. I feel like a female would be this precise.”
“I don’t think so. Men can be too.” I shook my head.
“Any reply about the handwriting analysis?” Damon asked.
“Yeah, both are inconsistent with one another. There’s been some tracing, some changes between the slant, and the speed and pressure of the pen varied drastically,” I muttered. “We only got that it is definitely the same person.
“So, they were careful there, too,” Zack muttered.
