“Which means you have no idea,” Harper cut in.
“You guys really need to hire a detective.” I massaged my temple. “Who’s going to run the company now? Harper? She’s the only one left who knows how that job works.”
“No,” Rhone said, at the same time Harper said, “Not a fucking chance.”
Well, then.
“Rhone ran it when we first started. He’ll take over when we get through this. Right now, we need that list,” Maverick said.
“On it,” Rhone agreed. “Try to sell your relationship to cut the challenges short, Mav.”
“That’s the plan. Thanks.”
Rhone hung up.
“I don’t think him and Harper get along very well,” I said.
“Rhone gets along with everyone.” Maverick took his phone from my outstretched hand. “Until they open their mouths.”
“Which is to say he doesn’t like anyone.”
“Yup.” He lifted his phone to his ear. “Hey, Cassidy. I need you to let the challengers in your pack know that they have an hour to get ready, or they can drive out to my estate to challenge me next week. Something came up, and I need to get back to my pack immediately.”
She said something I could barely hear.
“Thanks.” He hung up and dropped his phone back on the bed, dragging a hand through his hair. “I’m going to have to call a friend. I have no idea what to do about this anymore.”
“What kind of friend?”
“The kind who’s better with murder than I am.”
“Do I want to know what that means?” I checked.
“Probably not.” Maverick grabbed the oversized sweater I’d been wearing earlier in the day out of my bag.
I held a hand out, assuming he was going to throw it my way, but he pulled the fuzzy, light pink fabric over his own head instead.
“During the war, some of us led armies and ended lives head-on. Others were more careful about it,” he said.
“You’re talking about the assassins who poisoned vampires with aconite.”
We’d all heard stories about them and been warned that the poison werewolf assassins preferred to use wasn’t something to worry about.
There was no way for us to smell, locate, or identify it, so stressing was pointless. If we drank it, we were basically dead.
Staying hidden was the best way for us to survive not only the humans, but the werewolves as well.
“Yeah.”
“And your friend was one of the best, I assume.”
“Thebest.”
“And you didn’t call him earlier because you didn’t think I’d be comfortable with it?”
“I didn’t callherearlier because we have history. Bringing in my ex didn’t seem like a great idea when I was trying to seduce my vampire soulmate.”
My eyebrows shot upward. “Oh.”
