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I was looking forward to it, actually. Double win. Vengeance for Vex, and breaking Rook’s little brain.
He wasn’t a total idiot, I supposed. He was wearing dark clothes with a hood, and he’d masked his scent. There was nothing identifying him as an alpha, or—with a mask—Rook Harrison. He was even wearing deep green contacts, which was a bit of an overkill, but whatever.
We walked a couple of blocks, clearing us of the neighbourhood and landing us in a park. Then we got into a taxi that would take us to one of the beaten down warehouses I used to keep my other vehicles—it just kept everything cleaner. The Crimson Fury pack’s address was known, but this way we were just two men taking a cab into town. Perhaps it was good Rook was here; two of us instead of one. Changed up my M.O.
“Once we get out, you’re not Rook Harrison anymore, alright?”
Rook nodded, taking the cloth mask I handed to him. It was enough for now, but I had better ones.
“This is all very… organised,” he prodded as we crossed toward an old car behind the metal warehouse fences. It was innocuous enough that it would look abandoned, though there was a worker here that made sure it was functional a few times a month.
“Premeditated,” he added, playing with the word on his tongue as if just to be annoying.
I rolled my eyes. “Celebrity-hood is limiting.” I handed him a pair of black gloves and slipped on mine.
“Forwhat, exactly?”
I shrugged. “Anything I’m feeling. Sure you don’t want to back out?”
“Not a fucking chance.”
“Right. Great. Wait here.”
It took me no more than ten minutes to slip to the storage facility next door and find my locker—kept under another alias, pre-paid for years, and completely untraceable. I scanned the different bags before grabbing one out. None held anything damning in them by themselves—worker equipment and other such things.
Rook was quiet as we drove, eyeing the bag I’d dumped on his lap curiously. He didn’t open it, clearly trying to prove he could listen no matter what my plans were tonight.
We pulled up before the address I’d been given. It had taken some serious digging, and help from my mysterious contact that had helped with the whole production tonight, but he’d come through.
Luckily for me, what Vex wanted more than anything else in this world was noble enough that it wasn’t hard to find characters who aligned with that. Now, I was on the brink of sending the go-ahead for those New Oxford fireworks I’d been building towards.
But not yet.
This part, I needed to do myself.
“What’s inside?” Rook asked, following my gaze and peering at the house beyond.
It was a nice property. A small house on a plot of land in a nice neighbourhood. It was, unsurprisingly, the closest thing to an upstanding neighbourhood one could get from the Gritch District. I’m sure it would have been an inconvenience for him to travel too far for work.
Its singular occupant lived alone—though he had frequent visitors, women mostly—and none stayed long. That was barring the nights he was out until late, but I knew his job held demands far beyond normal work hours.
I’d had this place scouted extensively, and I was confident we wouldn’t be interrupted. Still, I had eyes on the place, ready to alert me if anything out of the ordinary happened. And to clean up after I was done, since that part was dull. I was only here for this vile stain on alpha-kind.
There were, I had learned over the last week, many different kinds of vermin in his line of work. Some even with the full white picket fences, wives and children, or even packs who might have been none the wiser. They would be by the morning, though.
I started the engine again and then drove us down the back alley, where I found the spot perfectly shielded by bushes and trees, while still close to the house.
“So… What are we doing?” Rook asked at last, as I tugged open my backpack—the one I’d brought from home—and withdrew my gun.
“Hunting.”
He looked sceptical as I cracked the gun open to check the vials inside.
“Hunting?” he asked.
“Yup.” I tugged out a cloth and carefully tipped just the smallest amount of the silver powder into the centre. Then I opened another vial and added the light sedative. All set, I wrapped it neatly and put it in my pocket.
“You really sure no one knows you have that?” Rook asked.
