“When Isaiah talked about the Fenrir, he sounded lost,” Nash said.
Lost was a very good word for the pain constantly showing in Seung’s gaze.
“I’d hoped Luca could help them.” Nash’s wide chest rose and fell with a deep sigh.
Like a man measuring his choices and unsure he’d made the right one.
Something Reese knew all about. “He should have never told you he could remove the ichor.”
“How did they find out what was happening?”
Reese smiled a little. “Johnathan has connections, I guess. He’s the one who sent us to get you.”
“He stayed behind?”
“He’s dropping off a couple of his men and picking up Seung’s betas. He said he’d meet up with us at a farmhouse his family owns until we can get on the next plane to Ontario to take ground transport to Manitoba. Right now, there’s a storm in Canada keeping the planes grounded.” Reese shrugged. “Plus, he figured you’d kill him the moment you saw his face, so it was better not to make introductions in tight confines.” Reese wasn’t even sure if that many betas would fit in the same plane.
Nash huffed. “Yeah, I probably would have.”
“But now you know he’s not Paul, so he doesn’t have anything to worry about.”
Green flecked the gray of Nash’s eyes and he held Luca tighter.
“I mean, you’ll be…” What? Happy to see him? Even Reese knew the improbability of that scenario.
“I think an introduction at a distance would increase his chances with the Anubis,” Nash said.
At a distance. Reese just had no idea how far to keep them apart until it was safe. If it would ever be safe.
Hard lines carved out Nash’s tensed muscles.
No, definitely never safe.
“We’ll work it out.” Nash sounded less sure than Reese was.
“Good, because we’ll need him to help figure out who’s behind the mess at the Utah Facility, where that cur came from. And if there are more.” The most likely scenario because why stop at one?
“They don’t have any idea who?”
“I don’t think so. I mean, there are so many variables at play here. Unless they can find out more information, I don’t think there’s anywhere to start.”
Maybe it wasn’twhere to look for answers, butwhocould have them.
“You got that look on your face.”
Reese blinked several times. “Look?”
“The one that says you’re thinking too hard about problems no one man should have to face.”
Reese opened his mouth, then closed it. “There’s a look for that?”
Nash chuckled. “Just say whatever it was you were mulling over.”
What had he been thinking about? “I might have a way to narrow down the list of suspects.”
“How?”
“Whoever’s responsible knew what they were doing, and they had a goal. That means they have in-depth knowledge about genetics and maybe quantum physics… unless two people are working together. But the more that work together, the messier….” Reese waved a hand. “The point is, there aren’t many people with that mix of education and access to information about the Mah, Varu, and how they acquire their wolves.”
“You think it might be someone close to them?”
Reese pushed his glasses higher up on his nose. “If it is, that will cut down the choices even more. Either way, they had to have a vested interest. We’re talking about reestablishing a whole other race of people in the world. People who are capable of things humans can only dream of.
“Even if the Varu and Mah want to remain hidden, a change that big is going to get out eventually. And the people involved have to realize how the public will react.” Riots, looting, panic. Entire countries could collapse. “We’re talking pure chaos.”
Nash nodded. “That’s one more attribute to narrow down your choices on the person responsible.”
Reese furrowed his brow. “What?”
“Whoever they are, they’re the kind of person who doesn’t give a shit about the body count.”