“Stop looking at me like that.”
Nolan snarled softly. “Quit having a pissing contest and help us figure out where these people are.”
“Okay, so we know where Robbie was being kept. Robbie, you said Milo was there?” Connal asked.
Robbie, who had been slipping away, startled in a guilty way. “Yes.”
Race frowned at him. “So he helped you as much as he could?”
Robbie nodded. “Yeah, he can’t shift, but he was really nice to me. And I think he’s the one who distracted them long enough for you to get me.”
Connal wrinkled his nose. Race had said all along it had felt like a set up, but that he’d had to take the chance to grab Robbie. “Yeah, the whole thing felt like a trap that just didn’t get tripped.”
Race nodded. “Like I was supposed to… you know, like a net was supposed to fall, and they just missed.”
“That’s going to be Milo.” Robbie’s foot tapped furiously. “He was always causing hiccups and then getting in trouble for it. Not a team player.”
Nolan’s laugh was bitter as ashes. “That’s our Milo.”
“So why is he there? I mean, obviously they trapped him, but does he have a special skill that’s seriously marketable?” That was Rye. Always so practical.
Nolan and Race stared at each other for a second. “Should we tell them?”
“We have to. They need to know.” Race sounded sure.
“We’ve never told anybody.”
“Well, somebody knew, because somebody took him.” Connal had had enough of this shit. “So if there’s something we need to know, dammit, spill it.”
“Well…” Nolan chewed his lower lip. “Milo has a shine. He’s kind of a finder.”
“Would he honestly go find omegas for these assholes?”
“No.” Race shook his head. “No. Not Milo. Not even by accident.”
“It doesn’t make any sense.” Nolan agreed.
“He can’t shift. He’s holding out and not giving them what they want, but it’s killing him, to not reach for his bear.” Robbie shrugged. “I didn’t know how it fit until just now.”
“Well, Robbie, you need to lie low and not tell anyone anything. Except Quin, okay?”
“Sure. Sure.” Robbie’s big front teeth started nibbling that lower lip. “I promise.”
Race nodded and stared at Robbie. “Look man, this is important. We’ve got to get him. Do you have any idea where they were headed next?”
Robbie shrugged, nose wrinkling as he thought. “I think they worked there in the city. I mean, they never moved me. I saw others, but not often.”
Nolan growled low. “Did you ever hear our names?”
Robbie shook his head. “I heard that there was a matching set of bears, and they could get good money for a matching set.”
Con snarled, and Ryder was doing the same, both of them moving to curl around their mates.
Race rolled his eyes at them. “Stop it. Be good. We’re working here.”
“Sorry.” Robbie spread his hands. “I don’t know much more.”
“Go get some food, kiddo,” War told the bunny. “We need to growl a little, and I don’t want you frightened, okay?”
