“It’s not necessary. We’re good. We’ve got more people than you know. We can spare the few going with you with no problem.”
There was a knock at the door, and Steve stood up, but looked at Jack before he went to open it.
“Let them in,” Jack said.
Steve walked over and opened the door, inviting four other males into the house. “Thought you might be interested in what’s happening. If not, that’s fine, too,” he said leading the way over to the table. “Alpha Laighin, this is Dean, Ted, Dillon, and Hugh. They helped get our Reigna and our females here.”
Jack stood up and offered his hand, shaking each of theirs. “These people represent the Variant. They’re here at our request to help us investigate what occurred on your Pride lands and to search for evidence that we can then turn over to their people to help get justice for your people.”
A couple of them smiled sinisterly, the other two nodded.
“We’re thinking we go in small groups of three or four people from all four directions. What we mainly need is someone to identify your people, if there are any survivors. We don’t want to shoot anyone that is part of your Pride. Anyone else, fair game,” Frenzy said.
“I’m in,” Ted said.
“Same,” Dillon said.
“Do I get a gun, too? If they’re there, I have a few plans of my own,” Dean said angrily.
“Yeah, I’m going, too,” Hugh said.
“Good. Let me make one quick call and make sure everything’s a go,” Frenzy said. He took out his phone and dialed a number, then turned it on speaker and placed it in the middle of the table.
“Yo,” a deep male voice answered.
“Why are you answering Valor’s phone?” Frenzy asked.
“Thought it might be fun. So, I hear you have my people working on a special mission.”
“It’s more recon than anything. And for the record, Valor is the only one of your people, and you’re on speaker phone, and that phone is surrounded by Alpha Jack Laighin and most of his lieutenants, as well as members of the Pride that were attacked,” Frenzy said.
“You really think I’m going to say anything different than I would if I wasn’t on speaker?” the male asked. “And you’re my people.”
“Admit it, you’re more relaxed when I’m gone,” Frenzy said. “Come to think of it, most people are and I just don’t get it. I’m a delight.”
Savage shook his head, and members of both teams chuckled.
Frenzy looked over at Jack. “Jack, let me introduce you to Lethal. He runs SOT 1, and Valor is a member of that team,though he’s now anchored to technology in the background rather than boots on the ground. Lethal often checks in on what Valor’s doing when he’s not on mission himself,” Frenzy said.
“Ahhh, the ‘One’,” Jack said.
Lethal huffed a laugh, and despite the fact that he didn’t mean it that way, it sounded sardonic. “Frenzy been telling you about things, I see.”
“Only what won’t get me killed,” Jack said.
Lethal actually laughed then. “Frenzy, why are you tying up Valor on this? He’s got the damn satellites repositioned. You know General Ferriday’s going to blame me.”
“I’m fully prepared to take the heat on this one,” Frenzy said. “It’s personal. These are my people.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’ll still get the blame.”
“He’s not wrong,” Frenzy said, looking around the room. “Anytime anyone gets in trouble for overstepping, Lethal is blamed because if he didn’t do it himself prior, we wouldn’t try it, too.”
“I think I’d like Lethal,” Jack said.
“Nobody likes Lethal, except for Nina,” Frenzy said.
“Not true, not true at all,” Storm said.
