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Nick spoke up. “We’re here because someone is killing innocent people in the area. Campers. The killer has ties to Chase here and to his time in captivity with Bowman.”
If possible, Tyler paled even more. He swallowed hard as he addressed Micah. “That’s t-terrible. But how would I know anything about that?”
Micah sighed. “The killer left me a note with his last victim. He addressed me by the number I was assigned in the lab, and only someone who was actually inside with us would know that information. Can you think of anything at all that might help us identify who this killer is before more innocent people die?”
Jax spoke softly. “The killer has a grudge against Micah. And while a lot of shifters from that time period might feel he’s getting what’s coming to him—which is wrong and not fair—he’s newly mated. She is innocent, and should something happen to her, and someone had information that could’ve saved her, that’s on their head, too.”
“I—I wish I could help you. I haven’t done anything but stare at these four walls and try to get better, you know? I really hope you catch him. I mean that.”
There was an interesting note to Tyler’s voice at the end. A certain fierceness to his tone, a sincerity. Micah glanced at his two companions, and judging from their expressions, they’d noticed, too.
“Yeah,” Nick said. “Well, we’ll leave you to rest. If you think of anything important, day or night, call any of us. That’s my card with my cell phone on the front. Jax’s and Micah’s cell phone numbers are on the back.” Taking a card from his pocket, he handed it to the eagle shifter.
“Thanks. I will.”
They filed out, Micah taking one last look at the shifter on the bed. Tyler was staring at the card Nick had handed him with a torn expression on his face. Then he took the card and stuffed it inside his pillowcase—hidden.
Once they were safely down the hallway, Micah said, “He knows something. He hid the card you gave him inside his pillowcase.”
“Hid it from who? That’s the question.” Nick gazed thoughtfully in the direction of the room. “We’ll need a list of visitors to Sanctuary.”
“I’ll get Noah on it,” Jax said, and jogged off in the direction of the nurses’ station.
Curiosity finally got the better of Micah. As he and Nick followed Jax, he pulled out his cell phone and saw he had a missed call from Jacee. Smiling, he played her message.
His smile quickly died.
“I’m driving to the compound. Someone broke into the house while I was at work. Whoever it was tore up our bed, Micah! I’m getting the hell out of here. See you soon. Call me.”
“Oh, fuck!” he yelled, and ran for the elevator.
“What’s wrong?” Nick shouted after him.
Jax took off, and Micah wasn’t sure if he’d even gotten the chance to talk to Noah. At the moment he didn’t care. He punched the elevator button several times, but that was too slow. Whirling, he bolted for the stairs.
“What the fuck’s going on?” Jax grabbed his arm before he hit the door to the stairwell.
“I got a call from Jacee right before we went into Tyler’s room.” Micah was panting. Panicking. “She— Someone broke into her house while she was at work today. She got home and it was a mess. Whoever it was tore up the bed.”
“Shit.” Jax’s worried eyes bored into his. “Is she okay?”
“I—I think so. She said she was driving here.”
“Call her. Now.”
“Okay. God, why didn’t I think of that?”
“Because you’re in panic mode. Call.”
Leaning against the wall, Micah made the call. He was in agony waiting for her to answer as his phone rang. And rang. “She’s not picking up. What if . . .”
He was going to pass out. Right the fuck out, in front of them.
“Micah!” Nick shouted in his face, grabbing his shoulders. Micah blinked at him. “She’s driving. She’s not going to answer while she’s scared and driving, all right? Calm down. Let’s go downstairs to the driveway and meet her. She should be here any minute.”
“You’re right.” He took several deep breaths, and the spots in front of his face began to clear up. “Let’s go.”
The thundering of his heart wouldn’t stop as he jogged down the stairs, his friends right behind him. At the bottom, he exited the stairwell and jogged through the lobby and out the doors. Outside, he crossed the lawn and ran partway down the drive, then stopped, waiting, listening.
