“So? How was it?” Keto threw him a dig.
The question was most likely rhetorical. With all the screaming coming from his bedroom, he supposed everyone already knew the answer. Cyeon chose remain silent, since his brother had no room to talk, being nosier than a batty cat lady. He changed the subject. “Did you see anyone driving a jeep looking for her?”
?
??You’re kidding me, right? I thought she was left to die?” Keto asked, scratching his chin thoughtfully. “I didn’t see anyone since you took her in. You think someone will come back for her?”
“Sometimes the guilty party comes back to see if the victim is really dead.”
Cyeon opened the cabinet for some bread. He thought of making Jen some sandwiches.
The breadbox was filled with two fresh loaves. Dani, his cousin, who was in charge of the pantry, must have recently made a trip to the store. Cyeon grabbed the bread, then the jelly from the fridge and assembled the sandwich. He turned to Jax and asked,
“What about a rescue party? She’s a guest at Savannah’s Wild Park, judging from the ID
I found on her. It’s been two days since she was dumped. Someone there had to have gone looking for her. The rangers at Savannah’s are very finicky about missing tourists.”
“Savannah’s Wild Park?” Keto whistled. “That’s about fifteen clicks from here.
Somebody went to extra lengths to make sure she wouldn’t be found.”
Jax shook his head. “Didn’t see anybody. I’ve been scouring our territory since yesterday. No humans, except her.”
“Who wants her dead?” Keto asked.
Cyeon slapped a thick layer of jelly on the slices of bread. “Her fiancé.”
“Classic. The motive?”
“Insurance policy. She’s worth five million as a stiff.” Bitterness crept into his voice. He had gotten her to talk about her story after their fiery lovemaking, when she had woken up for a short time, before dozing off again. What he’d discovered disgusted him. Clearly, Jennifer was a gullible woman, making her an easy target for a predator like Seth.
“Bastard,” Keto and Jax swore at the same time.
One thing that appalled K’stal shifters the most was violence against women.
Since K’stal mostly bred male cubs, women were treasured in the pride, whether they were born as shifters or claimed as mates.
Jax looked deeply disturbed. “We can’t let him get away with it, can we?”
“I say we track him down and level the playing field,” Keto added.
“Not yet.” Cyeon fumbled in a drawer, looking for some plastic wrap. He found a roll and wrapped the sandwiches he’d just made. “The problem is she’s in denial. She doesn’t believe that asshole wanted her dead.”
Keto snorted. “Figures. So what are you going to do?”
“Find that asshat, of course. See what he’s up to.”
“At Savannah’s Wild Park?”
“They stayed there. I bet he’s still around.” Cyeon put the plate of sandwiches on a tray then poured a glass of sweet tea. “I’m going to be gone for a few hours. Keep an eye on her.”
“Sure.” Jax nodded.
“Can I come with you?” Keto asked. “I’m curious what her fiancé looks like.
‘Cause that’s one beautiful woman he tried to kill. Something must be wrong with him.”
“Money. It’s the root of all evil. It’s nothing to do with her being beautiful or not,” Jax noted.