Chapter 66 A threat?
A knock on the door interrupted us. The person rapped thrice before they opened the door. The PA we were just talking about stepped into the office, closing the door behind him as he walked towards our table.
Frank was the candidate Summer chose. Yeah, you heard that right. She was the one who interviewed our PA. There were over 50 applicants, but she selected him.
She didn't bother interviewing the girls. She dismissed 40 of them because they were women. After, she would accuse us of always being jealous when hers went to the extreme. Most of the women she dismissed were mated, but she felt like they wouldn't mind if the person they were cheating on were the Alphas.
After all, we were yet to mark her, so the position of the Luna of the pack remained vacant. She believed they all wanted that seat, which was why she didn't give the woman the time of the day, dismissing them without conducting an interview.
Frank was the one she chose. He was the youngest of all the applicants, 21, and fresh out of college. None of us knew why she selected him, but she did, and she looked proud when she showed him to us.
Frank was more on the timid side, always shy and hardly spoke up. Most of the time we had to lower our voices not to scare him, something that got on our nerves almost all the time. But we couldn't do anything about it.
He was, after all, chosen by our mate. We couldn't possibly do anything about it. You could say she was his worker and to sack him, we would need a good reason to do that, and also her approval. That was why my brothers were concerned about sacking him, knowing we would have to write a long letter to his employer, detailing our reason for taking actions without her permission. "My Alpha." He bowed, gulping as he bared his neck towards us.
Mike once joked that should we ask him to jump into the only river in the pack, he would willingly do that. He looked like the type that was bullied at school. And it didn't help any matter that he was an Omega.
"What is it?" I asked, twirling the pen around my pinkie, barely keeping my voice at a minimum. I wouldn't want to watch him shake all over because I used my real voice.
"One of the pack's law enforcers is here to see you all. He.....he.... He said there's something urgent he wishes to tell you." He swallowed, visibly shaking.
I resisted the urge to snap at him. Instead, I sighed. "You can return to your desk."
"Thank you, my Alphas." He bowed to us before he scurried out of the office, looking like he didn't wish to spend more than the needed time with us in the office.
"Had the baby girl not been the one who chose him, I would have long kicked him out of the office. He gets on my nerves almost all the time," Mike growled, glaring at the door. "Same. I believe this isn't the right job for him. Whatever did Summer see in him?" Miles mussed, frowning at the door as if Frank were the one there.
"She didn't see him as a threat, that's why." I stood up from my chair. "Let's go check why that old man is looking for us. Wouldn't be something good. I can already tell."
They nodded, following me out of the door and towards the elevator. I pressed the button for the last floor, lost in thoughts as I tried to think of Mr Henry's reason for visiting us. Frank didn't give us a name, but I knew it would be him. He was the one we put in charge of the case, and the only hunter who would be brave enough to ask us to go down instead of coming up to meet us.
We nodded at the receptionist as she greeted us. Hurrying out of the building, we came to a stop when we saw Mr Henry, leaning casually on his truck with his arms folded.
The moment he saw us, he drew away from his truck and approached us.
"My Alphas," he greeted, bowing.
"Why did you ask us to meet you out here?" Mike asked, folding his arms. "Is everything okay?"
He sighed, fishing in his pocket for something. We watched him to know what it was, realizing it had to be something important if it was the reason he came over to see us. "Another body has emerged. North of the pack, in the forest. The manner of death is the same," he explained, still going through his pocket for something.
"Is that why you asked for us?" I demanded with a frown. "You could have given our secretary a call. This wouldn't -"
"There's something else with this body, a message." He kept on searching, bringing different things out of his pocket, which looked small but unusually big. "Which is?"
"A note." He found what he was looking for. It was a small piece of paper, which he handed over to me.
"A note?" Frowning, I took it from him and turned it in my palm. "Where did you get it?" I inquired, passing it over to Mike.
"In the body of the man. They put it in such a way you couldn't miss it," he explained. "None of us read the note. We felt it would be better if you were the ones who read it first, which was why I came over to show it to you."
"Hmm." Nodding, I turned towards Mike, who was unwrapping the paper. He scrunched his face up in a frown as he did so, looking like a detective when he wasn't.
He read through it, his eyes widening the more he did so.
"What's wrong? What's written in it?" I peered at him, wondering what it was.
"Summer is in trouble," he said, passing the note to me.