Chapter 199
. “Kai, I’d like you to find any new number that Madeline has recently begun calling, triangulate that number if possible and find any possible street or private CCTV footage. If there is nothing then search for snapshot of Madeline within the last month, when she is with anyone guy not in the pack, understand?” “Yes, searching.” I turned back to Scarlet, laughing now, “you risked your mate for her and she didn’t even trust you with his name… or wait…” I spun to Madeline smirking, “did he not trust you with his name Madeline?” I’m guessing the later, she looked just as confused and pale as Scarlett, and I chuckled humorlessly. “Two numbers that are new since last week in August, both numbers belong to burner phones,” Asshole knew what he was doing. So far, because either they made a mistake or couldn’t find a way to hack video feed at school or my parents place or my parents place, or the second option is that leaving Scar and Madeline out to dry was just one big “fuck you…” for Madeline. “However I was able to find three new men that Madeline has recently been pictured with,” Kai continued, see? Super-fast. “Place all three men up,” when Kai does I turn to Scarlet, “which one?” I demand to know. “The second guy,” she answers, “Please let us-” “Gabriel I have to interrupt, her response was a lie,” I growled. I’m sure they thought that I had David and Anton stripped them down to inflict pain, but I wouldn’t do that, I didn’t need too. Not when they were wearing my neck cuff, which linked into the chair. And that chair monitored their physiological responses, heart rate, blood pressure, and their respiration. “No! No! I swear!” Scarlet scrambled, furious for her lies, I went straight to Ames and used the nail gun releasing six nails, two in his knee cap and the other four on his thigh, avoiding all major arteries. When I noticed he was just about to vomit I moved away. Weak. . . . “Stop! Stop! It’s the guy in the third picture!” Scarlet exclaimed. Why would she lie the first time? “The liar is speaking the truth Gabriel,” Kai confirmed and I hear a snort and chuckle from James, but he makes no other sound as his sudden interest to the floor begins. “Run facial recognition.” Waiting. I hate waiting, Max thinks and he isn’t the only one. “How did you surprise Chelsea?” I said walking over to Ames, holding the nail gun against his temple, as Scarlet began screaming in earnest now, pleading to remove it. “Scarlet, if you want me to remove the nail gun, tell me how you surprised Chelsea!” I snarled. “I – Madeline – she told me that Chelsea can read minds, anyone’s,” I growled, how the fuck did she know that? “We thought about dance, the routine, over and over again, we practiced,” she shouted, crying. “Who told her Chelsea could read minds?” I questioned, pulling the nail gun an inch away, showing her telling the truth resulted in me following through. “Her mate told her,” the words flew right out. I stepped away from Ames; we had a mole, someone working with Madeline’s mate. Who? . . . “Kai, also cut a video, remove all background noise and send it to my father, Nonno, my mother, and Jack as well, showing Scar admitting she helped Kidnapped Chelsea and why,” I rolled over to Madeline. “If your mate – was your mate, what did he want with Chelsea? Did he ask you about Chelsea’s engagement ring?” I asked her, Scarlet was her puppet. “He doesn’t want that bitch or her ring,” she spat. “Gabriel, the other female lies as well,” Kai said, but I knew that. Of course, who wouldn’t want our mate Max thought at Kai’s words. “Gabriel the man that is Madelines’ mate is Robert Delaney.” Delaney? I’d heard that name before. I searched my mind thinking hard, and then it clicked. Taking my knife I spun around holding it at Madeline’s neck, “Your mate is a hunter?” I roared, ready to hand power over to Max. . . . Robert Delaney POV Madeline couldn't follow one simple instruction, "I thought you told her to make sure Chelsea was wearing the ring?" I asked Lake, not only did we not have the ring, but no one had been able to find Henry for weeks.