Maya's POVWe tried two more tapes just to be sure and we were right. The view was either blocked by a wall, a vase, et cetera. Displayed on the TV now was a shadowy view of what appeared to be a shelf.“With the first two, I thought it was that way because he was new to the whole spy thing or had hidden it too quickly.” I squinted at the black-and-white screen. “But he did it intentionally.”Thus, only the audio aspect was useful. “Why on earth would he do that?”Henry ran a hand through his hair. “Who knows? Guilt? Maybe he knew what he was doing was bad enough so blocking the lenses was his way of atoning by maintaining some sense of privacy.”“He could have just bugged everywhere with listening devices instead.”“True but I guess we'll never know.” Henry shrugged. His eyes held a faraway look and I remembered that unlike me, he had known Louis better.I didn't ask how he was dealing with the loss or if they had been close. How could I? How did one handle such a situation?So I sat
Maya's POVI yawned and sunk deeper into the warm cloud of pillows, the scent of forest rain surrounded me and I hummed in satisfaction. That scent belonged to my mate.Wait.Pillows? Chase?I woke up with a start and nearly launched myself out of bed when a warm hand on my waist stopped me.“Where do you think you're going?” Chase a small tug and drew me into his arms.“I don't get it.” Another jaw-breaking yawn tore through me as I pulled back to see his face. It was fresh and alert— and devilishly handsome as usual of course— I assumed he had been up for a while.“You’ve showered?” I side-tracked but waved the question off when his lips twitched with humour. “Never mind that. How did I get here? Last I remembered, I was in the garage with Henry, going through Louis' recordings.” But now I was in our bed under an insanely soft duvet. I felt half tempted to go back to sleep. I peeked under the duvet to see that I was now in more comfortable clothes AKA Chase's T-shirt.Chase stroked
I got ready in minutes then with my hand in his, Chase led us to a towering oak door. I studied the cobwebs hanging from the sides and the dusty knob.“No one has been here in a while?” My question sounded more like a statement as I peered up Chase to see his mouth set in a hard line.I traced a thumb over his wrist and felt his pulse race. “Let's go back.”He squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them with resolve.“No.” Without hesitation this time, he inserted the key, turned the knob and we entered Aubrey’s part of the house.I don’t know what I expected to see or feel as I entered but it was certainly not this heavy feeling as I glanced at the soft feminine decor that looked like it had been chosen with attentiveness by Aubrey herself.Beside me, tension emanated from Chase as he walked us through the corridor in silence. When stopped at a picture frame on the wall, I heard Chase inhale sharply as if seeing Aubrey, even in a photograph, brought back the pain of her loss.I studi
Maya's POVChase wouldn’t let me into the archive room so I returned to our room and he joined me moments later with a pile of folders in his hands.I reached out to collect them but he held on with a grim expression.“These can’t leave this room.”“Yes, Alpha.” I drawled, my hands still extended“I'm serious, Maya.” Chase frowned.“So am I. I'll be careful.” When his sceptical frown didn't lift, my hands fell to my sides as I sighed. “I promise.”He reluctantly released the folders and I took it triumphantly over to the desk.“The staff in Aubrey's wing consisted of how many people?” I asked as I flipped open the first folder. It contained information on Theo– Theodora Franchez.“The housekeeper and two cleaners.”Closing Theo's folder, I stowed everything away in the drawer and turned to Chase“No cook?” I asked. I remember seeing a kitchen during our mini-tour.“There was but Aub mostly made her own meals. The few times she chose not to, the cook assigned to her wing worked from th
Maya's POVThe folders Chase gave me contained standard information about each individual. For the staff, it had their résumé, passport photograph, extensive background reports and contact information. Theo's folder contained only the latter three. I had pored over all the files at least six times since I got them yesterday but nothing stood out.It was all clean and tidy but then again, it's not like anyone would include an evil past in the 'talk about yourself' section. Also, Chase had mentioned that they all moved away from Drakor after the incident. Considering they were interrogated with torture, that was no surprise.A loud clap startled me out of my reverie to the sight of a red-faced Genny frowning at me.“Maya, are you even listening?”“Of course I am.” I lied through my teeth. I hadn't heard a single word she had saidAs if knowing this, her eyes narrowed. “What did I say then?”“Well...you said it—” I broke off with a sheepish wince before I could dig myself into a bigger h
Maya's POV“Please don’t call me again. I have nothing to say to you. I left that pack two years ago and I don’t want anything to do with it anymore.” She stated coldly and matter-of-factly.“I understand. It's just that—” The polite tone I'd maintained through gritted teeth was instantly replaced by an enraged growl as Aubrey's former housekeeper hung up on me.I buried my face in a pillow and screamed until my voice grew hoarse then I returned to the files on the other side of the bed, and flipped through the pages with a force that threatened to rip them.I stumbled on the housekeeper's passport and poked it in the eye out of spite. I didn’t have any voodoo magic but it gave me satisfaction regardless.Chase had missed out on a lot of technicalities when he gave me these folders. He never said I couldn't contact them, though I now had a feeling he knew it would be of no use.I had called all four individuals currently under my scrutiny. One had continuously gone straight to voicema
Maya's POV“You called so many times, I had to. That's my old number and I hardly get calls on it anymore so I figured yours was important.” Theo said.My mind went into overdrive thinking of a way to mention Aubrey without spooking her. Genny said she remembered Theo being bubbly but the voice of the female I was speaking with sounded far from bubbly. It sounded sober and in no mood for beating around the bush.“What is this about?” She said, impatience creeping into her tone when I didn't speak right away.I cleared my throat nervously. Here goes nothing.“I’ll go straight to the point then. I’ve recently been to Drakor which I assume you are familiar with...” I trailed off to allow her time to concur but taunt silence was the only concurrence I got. I rushed through my remaining words. “I called to see if you would be up for answering a few of my questions regarding what happened two years ago.”“Is this about Aubrey?”I'd thought she sounded sober before but compared to now, that
Maya’s POVI joined Chase in the other part of the garage.“Come on, you promised.” If I sounded a bit whiny, it couldn't be helped.“Sorry, sweetheart, this one's past my ability.” He said as rolled out a worktable and began wiping down his tools. There was the nasty loophole he'd left. “It was torture, okay? I don't want you hearing any of the details.”“Leave out the details then.” I said, leaning against the worktable as I watched him.Chase sighed and gave in. “Then what do you want to know?”“If you used a lie detector what was the point of torture? Surely you would know the truth after using the machine.” I shot out before he could retract his capitulation.“That would have been the case but skilled liars find a way around the machine’s algorithm.”I frowned. “Is that possible?”“Unfortunately, yes.” He ran a hand through his hair, exhaustion written on his face. “It’s a psychological manoeuvre. A lie is only a lie if one believes it to be, so they trick their minds into believi