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Rollo tossed the paper down onto a central meeting table.
The New Superkiller Supernova
The headline dominatedthe top of the Crossing Herald.
Just under that, in midsize letters, was a secondary headline.
Trendy drug will kill you in less than a month
“Dammit!”he shouted.
Both Rollo and Jack stepped back as he unleashed his consternation.
“I told her to let us handle it. Everything was in motion,” Dax called out.
“What do you mean, you told her?”
“Bloom. Bloom did this!” he hissed.
He had never felt so conflicted in his life.
His mate.
Mate?Would a mate go behind his back like this? Treat him like a fool?
“Oh, I see,” Rollo said as he considered the situation. Apparently, he was wise enough to say no more on such a sensitive subject.
He felt the burn of humiliation at her defiance spread across his skin like a fever.
“It could still work,” Jack said hopefully.
Dax turned on him, and he quickly backed up a step.
“Bullshit. We’re screwed. This was our best and probably last chance to catch these guys.” He crashed his fist down onto the table. “And she knew it.” Then after a beat, “I have been more than patient.”
“It definitely isn’t making our job any easier,” Rollo quipped.
Dax laughed but there was no real humor behind it. “That’s the understatement of the year.” He stopped pacing to look at the newspaper again. “Shit. We might as well call things off with The Mossy Ridge pack.”
“What if they don’t see the headline? Or maybe they won’t care even if they do! The deal could still go through,” Jack offered.
“Come on, man,” Rollo said. “The last thing this guy will want is this kind of heat. Not to mention that a product that kills its users does not exactly lay the groundwork for a sustainable business model. No, we are screwed.”
The three stood there looking grim for a minute before Dax broke the silence.
“Call Tim and Etta, tell them it’s off.” Then after a beat. “Dammit, Bloom!”
“Easy, boss. We don’t know the full story,” Rollo started to say. He was saying, “No pun intended”, sheepishly as Dax whirled on him.
“Easy?”
“Okay, okay.” Rollo backed off. “I’ll call Tim.”
“I’ll let Etta know,” Jack said.
“What are you going to do, boss?” Rollo asked.
He had no idea. His dragon roared inside, but he pushed it down.
