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“No way!”
“Way,” Mack replied simply. “But don’t get me wrong. He still largely believed in what Fae Crossing stood for. At least that’s my belief. It got a little murky, but I think his issue was with King Tarragon, rather than with the Fae.
“That’s not really what I heard,” she said.
“Well that would be the murky part. Anyhow he was alpha here for years, but eventually it was clear it was going to either be him or King Tarragon. And well, let’s face it, the King wasn’t going anywhere,” Mack laughed as he made a shrugging motion with his shoulders.
“So he left?”
“Yes, he left, and now we are only talking about, oh I guess about fifteen years ago now. That’s when Dax took over.”
“So his father really did hate the fae.”
“I never said that.” Mack said, raising a finger. “But he was no fan of the council, that’s for sure. Really not of Tarragon if you ask me. He actually raised Dax speaking of tolerance. Despite his experiences working for the council he had always believed we could all get along. He got along with most fae just fine, your father included. And he was always decent to me too. Of course I am just a human who was unfortunate enough to stumble into this crazy place.”
“You still haven’t told me about how you did come to be in-the-know here in Fae Crossing.”
He always had an excuse to dodge that one.
“That’s true,” he said with a wink.
She knew it was pointless to push. “But as far as Dax’s dad, it seems he wasn’t exactly a poster child for brotherly love between shifters and fae.”
“Not exactly. Quite the opposite if you go by the fact that he finally up and left Fae Crossing altogether, never to be heard from again. Some say he was exiled. I tend to think it was of his own accord. I know he had words with Dax before he left, though. And then he was gone, and Dax was Alpha.”
“Wow.”
“Yup,” Mack said as he got up from his bar stool. “Okay, I gotta make sure the kegs are all ready to go. You know how it is,” he said. “And like I said, give Dax and the pack a little time to process this latest wrinkle. Be patient.”
“You keep saying that. And you know it’s not my strong suit.”
Regardless, she did her best to do just that, and was thankful when the evening came and the night’s clientele and business took her mind off her constant ruminations.
It was late and she was cleaning up, wiping down the bar, when her phone buzzed in.Rocky.
“Bloom, why didn’t you call me back?” were his first words.
She had to say something. She had decided to give Dax the chance to show her he could handle this, but if that failed, she’d talk to Rocky then. For now, she had to save face.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I… It was sort of a buttdial.”
“Didn’t sound that way to me. Come on. I’ve been reaching out to my sources all day. That deal…that drug. My source tells me the dealer is slated to meet with this ‘Mr. Smith’ to finalize a massive buy. They are ninety percent sure it will be tomorrow. Deadline for tomorrow’s paper is in ten minutes. I am gonna run it.”
“Rocky, you can’t!”
“Bloom, I heard your conversation. And you are right. We have to do something to break up the deal. And people need to know. It could save some lives. This is bigger than you and Dax at this point.”
“But what if it just pushes the criminals underground, when the Tribunal could catch them instead?”
She spun on her heel, gesturing with her hands emphatically as her inner conflict grew.
“My source is emphatic, Bloom, The deal is going down tomorrow. And from what they can tell, the buyer is very eager to make the buy.”
“Do they know who it is? We could tell the Tribunal!”
“No, this is second hand, but they are averyreliable source. If they say the deal is going down, it is going down. Look, Bloom, this is kind of a courtesy call. We are running the story. It is like you said, the people have a right to know. We can do some good here and maybe even stop the deal. I just wanted to give you a heads up as a friend.”
“Rocky, just one more day, okay? Please!”
