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“I told him,” Leo tells her. She puffs out her cheeks and chews her lip.

“Of course you did.”

“Was that supposed to be a secret?” I ask her, and she shrugs.

“No, not really, but it’s not exactly something I like to tell people. No one wants to be known as a trafficker’s daughter,” she tells me, and she has a point. It is no secret that most Omegas in the facilities are there against their will.

“Did you know Harlow is from your father’s Omega facility?” I ask, and her brows furrow.

“Not until recently. I haven’t spoken to her since …” her face turns red, “since the glory hole incident.”

I growl at the memory of it. Harlow came too close to the monster hunting her without even realizing it.

“Do you know where your uncle may be hiding out?”

“Ask him,” she says, motioning to Leo. “It’s his mate. He will have a better guess than I will. I just want to get Talon back, which is why I am looking for money, hoping to find enough. The bastard is my uncle and still won’t let him go until his debt is settled.”

“Money won’t settle that debt. He wants Harlow, Bree. Money won’t get Talon back,” Leo snaps at her.

“Well, have you got a better idea? Because I won’t let him die. I fucking love him!” Bree screams before trying to get herself under control. “Why Harlow?” she asks.

I look at Leo, and he nods, getting the message to keep his mouth shut and let me explain. “A vendetta against my mother,” I tell her, and she sighs.

“Everything is so fucked up,” she mutters.

“And your father won’t help?”

Bree scoffs and shakes her head.

“Definitely not. He blames Tal for me working here, says I humiliated him. He wants Tal dead,” she says, staring up at the ceiling, her eyes turning glassy.

“I have another question,” I say. Bree tilts her head to the side, watching me. “Why did you book your uncle for—” I grit my teeth, not even wanting to say it, “the glory hole job.”

“To be fair, we did not know who she was at the time!” Leo states.

She glares at him. “They booked online; I accepted it.”

“But he’s your family,” I tell her, and she shakes her head.

“Not by blood. Don’t make it gross. Talon got himself fucked over with the vamps that burned down that firm. He needed money, and I had cameras set up in the room,” she admits, and my brows furrow.

Chapter Twenty-One

Thane

“You had cameras? For what?” Leo asks, standing up.

“Doesn’t matter. Dad ruined those plans, didn’t he?” she snarls at him.

“Thankfully,” Leo shudders before pointing an accusing finger at her. “You were going to set us up?” he demands, and she glares at him.

“I needed the money. I couldn’t ask Dad for it. He would have wanted to know why. And Corbin has connections with the vamps.”

“You were going to use the footage to blackmail your own uncle to make Talon’s debts go away?” I ask, and she hangs her head.

“Yeah, but I didn’t expect my father to show up, so that didn’t work.” She cringes as if remembering something unpleasant.

“So, you’ve always known Corbin is your uncle?” I ask her and she nods.