“Honestly, it can’t hurt. If word gets around that we’re on to something fishy, maybe it’ll scare whoever’s responsible into backing off and maybe even save some lives. Or they get antsy and make a mistake. Give themselves away,” Rance said.
“We know Findley’s father was involved. He was supplying females. His own daughter for God’s sake, and the few Findley suspected from her old Pride. And he tried to sell them Findley and Bonnie, too,” Jack said.
Frenzy was busy looking at his phone and all the settings, and not paying particular attention to the conversation anymore.
“Problem?” Rance asked.
Frenzy looked up from his phone. “Me? No. Lethal wants to know why my phone says I’m Sin instead of Frenzy now.”
“Does it?” Jack asked.
“Damn sure does,” Frenzy said.
“Could they have reassigned your number already and just haven’t disconnected your phone yet?” Jack asked.
“No. I mean, yeah, but they wouldn’t have left mine active if it’s reassigned. I don’t think that’s it. Somebody’s somehow actually renamed my account and the device itself as Sin. Only one person I know that can do that. And I don’t think he’d do it unless he was told to.”
“And that means?” Jack asked.
“Means Sin is covering my ass. Standing between me and whatever comes. Making sure that if anybody searches for me, they find Sin guarding the door.”
“Why would anybody search for you? Give you shit for leaving?” Rance asked.
“Most likely they wouldn’t, unless they just wanted to see if you had more room. And nobody’s going to give me shit. Not only are we no longer captive, they know better than to fuck with me. It’s more likely that Sin is just being proactive and exceedingly careful so that my happy place remains my happy place and not somewhere others fuck up for me.”
“Good friend.”
Frenzy nodded as he looked at Jack. “The best.”
“Nobody’s fucking this up for you. I’ll happily escort any others out before that happens. But I do have to say that Feral requested permission to join us. Don’t know if he will, but we discussed it,” Jack said.
“Thank you. And Feral ain’t no problem. Feral’s one of the good ones. He hasn’t been right since he was jailed over suspicion of being a mole for those who created us.”
“Why would they think he was a mole?” Jack asked, wanting someone else’s perspective on what Feral had already alluded to.
“We had been hunting the doctor that created the method for turning us into what we all are since the first of us was found. Lethal and his team found him. Feral was on Lethal’s team. They found wedding photos on the doctor’s desk of his daughter and Feral. Turns out Feral was his son-in-law. Feral was hunting the bastard himself, and is the main reason he’d joined Lethal’s team. He remembers his life before being Variant, and remembered the bastard putting him through the DNA transference and conversion. Everybody knew Lethal’s SOT was the strongest — but also the most volatile. We’d figured out that we had a mole about that time, too. When Lethal realized Feralhad lied to them all about his memory of his past, and about who he was, he had him locked up until it could be proven or not that he was our mole. Feral maintained his innocence, and even said he didn’t lie, he just never told anybody he had memories intact. When it was all settled and Feral was proven to be innocent, Lethal told him he wanted him back on his team and Feral told him to get fucked. I see both sides. Can never be too safe in the bullshit we were forced into, but then again, Feral never hurt any of us, even if he’d been the mole. So, yeah, I swung back and forth on that one for a while. We’ve made our peace, though. Even Feral said he understands the suspicion and had it been anyone else he’d have thought the same thing. He just wishes that anybody would have given him the benefit of the doubt. I don’t know anybody that has any problem with him. But he’s stepped back from Alliance since all the shit went down.”
“Did nobody stand up for him?” Rance asked.
“Nina did. She fought Lethal on it tooth and nail, and she’s his woman. And Brutal did. He is head of security at Alliance. He didn’t even lock Feral in a cell. Just gave him the keys and let him do whatever he wanted in the security building. Brutal is also Three’s brother, by the way.”
“Our Three?” Jack asked.
“Yep. They’re identical twins.”
Rance and Jack shared a surprised look. “You know all the tea,” Rance said.
Frenzy winked at Rance. “Short version on all of it… I trust Feral with my life, as evidenced by the fact that I invited him along on this.”
“If he comes back, he’s welcome among us,” Jack said.
“If he comes back he better quit bossing Alison around. She’s quiet and keeps a low profile, but she won’t put up with it,” Rance said.
“Oh, he knows now. It’s just a hard habit to break when your entire survival depended on you controlling any situation you found yourself in. I don’t know what his plans are,” Frenzy said. “But I do know he liked that female, though. A lot.”
“I’m sure we’ll know what he’s doing as soon as he knows what he’s doing. But getting back to the subjects at hand, I’m going to contact the Council and see where that goes, but I’ve got to get the last of these people into their own houses before I take care of any sensitive Pride business,” Jack said.
“Why’s that?” Frenzy asked.
