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The city was waking up, oblivious to the coup that had just happened in the sky. ​Thomas Parker wanted to play chess. He wanted to hold Jerome hostage. ​He didn't realize that I was done playing games. ​If I couldn't get Jerome out through the front door... I would tear the walls down. ​“Adrian,” I said as we walked to the car. “Do you still have those contacts? The ones you used to track Vane’s mercenaries?” ​“Yeah,” Adrian said, opening the door for me. “Why?” ​“I need a blueprint,” I said, sliding into the seat. “Of the County Jail. And I need a list of guards who can be bought.”

Just after that, the white officer pulled me up and stood me against a wall, and had me hold a card up. I held the card with a number on it and the date. I turned right and left while a camera flashed. I proceeded to empty my pockets and held out my hands for fingerprinting twenty-one separate prints; a set for the local police, the state, and the FBI. I was told by the booking desk officer that I will be transferred to the Grafton County Jail by the sheriff but I'll have to spend the night in a cell. The white officer then took me to a holding cell that was several feet in the basement of the station.

Rip jerked his chin at the bathroom on the way back to main reception. "That'll be it." He adjusted his brown hat that matched his uniform. "The board up there's got the schedule rotation and anything Casper County sends us. We can hold arrests overnight for booking, but no longer. Shifts are twelve hours, four days a week. Three men on at night, three during the day, including me. Be here at seven a.m. Monday morning. We'll get you registered with a badge and weapon." He gave Nate a once-over. "And uniform. Anything else?"

Kano Max Today* Cell 14 is empty. New paint. New sign: `NO UNAUTHORIZED CONTACT. PENALTY: 10 YEARS.` *3. James Today* Age 73. Released 10 years ago. Parole ended 5 years ago. Lives alone in a different state. Works as a janitor. No interviews. No book. No contact. Last check by authorities: 6 months ago. Clean. He never tried to reach them. *4. 8:22am. Every Year*

Then I saw the name Ethan. My investigator. And immediately, something in my gut tightened. I picked up the call quickly. “Tell me you finally have good news for once.” Silence. “What happened?” Ethan exhaled sharply on the other end. “There was an incident tonight.” I straightened immediately. “What kind of incident?” “County prison.” Every muscle in my body tightened. “What about it?” “Someone tried to break Miriam out.” The whiskey glass slipped slightly in my hand. “What?” “It happened during inmate transfer after lights-out,” Ethan continued. “Two guards jumped. Cameras in one wing mysteriously went down for six minutes.”

MAYA Ethan delivered the intelligence report at dawn. He did not knock. He walked straight into the war room where Asher and I were reviewing the extraction plan and dropped a folder on the table with a weight that did not match its size. "We found more of them" he said. I grabbed the folder before Asher could reach it. Inside were scout reports. Photographs. Location coordinates. My eyes scanned the pages so fast the words blurred. Then I saw the names. Twelve Blue Moon survivors. Held in an underground facility near the southern border. Operated by a rogue trafficking ring that bought and sold wolves like livestock.

"Enough." The air crackled with tension. Eve didn't struggle. Just tilted her head, her blonde hair cascading over one shoulder. "Protective suddenly, aren't we?" Her ice-blue eyes locked onto mine. "Even after seeing what she's planned for you?" I stood so fast the chair toppled backward with a crash. "You lying bi—" The laptop screen flickered to life. A document glowed on the display—Lancaster Medical Center: Involuntary Commitment Order.

“Hold up.” I watched Hatchett’s eyes widen as Blue pulled three unconscious people into the room. “Get them out of here,” Hatchett ordered Blue. “Will do,” Blue said. “There are fresh tracks leading out from the loading dock. We need people to track it.” “Did you hear that?” Hatchett asked. “Recent tracks coming out from the loading dock.”

There's a light beeping from the monitors right behind me. "Did the doctors say when she should wake up?" Shay settles in next to Tyson. "They don't know, but they don't think it will be long she's recovering. Let's get on with this." "Our team has confirmed that there is a holding facility in Lily, South Dakota. The property is under the Kentwood Beta's mate's maiden name. We have now been able to locate 22 other similar properties that need to be checked." Marcus pulls out his laptop and turns it around to show a map with the locations noted.