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“Paris mentioned that if there were workers in some underground cocaine factory, they probably would be gone by the time she arrived at work. If they left at say seven in the morning, they would need to go to work around eleven pm. With that in mind, the three of us went to the complex on the north side of Harrison Industries, shifted, and went in to investigate.”
“I thought that place was fenced,” Paris said.
“It is—for cars. Large complexes usually don’t have a fence around the entire facility.”
“What did you see?” Rider asked.
“Lots of cars disappearing into a garage.”
“That must have been one big ass garage,” she said.
“Which was why we became suspicious.”
“What are we talking here? Some kind of underground tunnel?” Rider asked.
“It’s the only explanation we could think of.”
“Did you try to sneak in?” Rider asked.
“No. The last thing we needed was to be seen before we had a solid plan in place.”
Rider ran a hand over his head. “You’re right. I wasn’t thinking. We should fly a drone over the area.”
“If we’re spotted, it could tip them off.”
Rider nodded. “Let’s sleep on it.”
“Really? You think you can get some sleep with Paris snuggled up against you?”
Rider smiled. “I’ll try.”
* * *
Rider was in a fog when someone knocked on their room door. The wolf signatures had him sitting up instantly. He looked over at a sleeping Paris to make sure she was okay. “Grayson.”
His friend opened his eyes. “What?”
“Someone’s at the door.”
“Shit. Okay. I’ll get it.”
Rider would have gone, but he was still naked. Before Grayson reached the door, Rider grabbed some pants and slipped into the bathroom. His sweet mate was just now opening her eyes.
Grayson opened the door. From their voices, it was Liam and Alex. Rider quickly dressed and came out. “Guys.”
He grabbed Paris’ clothes from off the floor and slipped them under the sheet. She woke up and looked a bit flustered at the new arrivals.
“Sorry. We can come back, but we found something I know you’ll want to see,” Alex said.
“How about we meet in your room in a few minutes?” Rider suggested.
“That works. We picked up something from the camera on the front of Doug Peterson’s car.” He nodded to Paris. “We’ll need your help too.”
Paris nodded. “I’ll be happy to come.”
“I’ll go with them now,” Grayson said.“It will give Paris some privacy,”he telepathed.
“I believe you’ve seen it all before.”
