didn’t miss the tart, almost bitter scent that emanated from her friend. It was subtle, but Kat was learning to read scents better.
“And?”
December glanced up as she set her hand sifter down a little harder than necessary. Powdered sugar scattered across the counter. “Liam and Brianna seem to think it’s all fine and dandy for Brianna to infiltrate . . .” She cleared her throat as she trailed off, her eyes widening.
Kat brushed past the awkward pause. “The APL?”
December nodded. “Yeah.”
“And you don’t agree with your mate?”
“No. And neither does Connor. With all the stupid newscasts lately trying to paint a poor picture of shifters I think it’s smarter if we keep a low profile. We’re not doing anything wrong, and going after them will only invite trouble.” December growled low in her throat as she yanked another cookie sheet out from a cabinet, and Kat guessed she wasn’t even aware of it.
She also knew that the reason December was getting worked up was because of her brother, Parker. The local sheriff had recently taken some flak from the town news, insinuating that he was covering up shifter wrongdoing. Kat had to bite back a snort at that thought.
As if.
The sheriff was too good a man. Even though Kat didn’t agree with December, she didn’t voice her opinion. “So he and Connor are out hunting down APL members?”
December shook her head. “Not exactly. Liam, Connor, and Brianna are out scouting some of the addresses from that damn
list
.”
“List?”
“Yeah. About six weeks ago Liam and Jayce found a flash drive at the house of that asshole who tried to kidnap me. It’s got names and addresses of a lot of local APL members or supporters and now Connor’s given Jayce, Liam, and Brianna a copy. I don’t know exactly what they’re doing today, but I think Brianna wants to see who will be her easiest target. Or at least that’s what Liam insinuated.”
They had a list of APL members who lived in the vicinity?
Kat’s fingers ached to get hold of it. Her hands clenched in her lap. Even knowing it was out there made her palms damp and her heart rate increase. But she didn’t let her excitement show. It would only worry December if she knew Kat wanted the list. And if she knew Kat was interested, it would make it that much harder for Kat to get a copy for herself.
Hating herself at that moment, Kat stood. “Mind if I use your bathroom?”
“Of course not.” December didn’t glance up as she scooped out a cup of flour and poured it into a mixing bowl.
Kat fought the surge of guilt that forked through her, jagged and twisted, reaching all her nerve endings with a sharp warning note, telling her how wrong her plan was. But she ignored it as she bypassed the bathroom and hurried to Liam’s office. She needed this. Had to do something to find closure. Connor had made copies for his brother, Jayce, and Brianna, but of course he hadn’t given her one or even told her about it. She didn’t know much about pack dynamics, and it made sense that he hadn’t involved her, but she didn’t plan to ignore this bit of knowledge. She wasn’t even sure if Liam would have the list lying around, but before she checked Connor’s house, she had to eliminate the possibility that it was here. Searching her Alpha’s office wasn’t an idea she relished. Granted, searching her best friend’s house made her feel like shit too, but it had to be done.
* * *
Jayce slowed his bike and steered down the nearly hidden turnoff from the two-lane highway. After talking to Connor about the importance of working with the fae in regard to the APL—and giving the Alpha some vague information about possible vamp blood issues—he’d made his way to one of the last places he wanted to be.
Ned Hartwig’s house. Well, “house” was a bit of a stretch. The guy lived in a run-down trailer half the time, and the other half he lived in a hollowed-out school bus. Ned was a bit of a freak and
“And?”
December glanced up as she set her hand sifter down a little harder than necessary. Powdered sugar scattered across the counter. “Liam and Brianna seem to think it’s all fine and dandy for Brianna to infiltrate . . .” She cleared her throat as she trailed off, her eyes widening.
Kat brushed past the awkward pause. “The APL?”
December nodded. “Yeah.”
“And you don’t agree with your mate?”
“No. And neither does Connor. With all the stupid newscasts lately trying to paint a poor picture of shifters I think it’s smarter if we keep a low profile. We’re not doing anything wrong, and going after them will only invite trouble.” December growled low in her throat as she yanked another cookie sheet out from a cabinet, and Kat guessed she wasn’t even aware of it.
She also knew that the reason December was getting worked up was because of her brother, Parker. The local sheriff had recently taken some flak from the town news, insinuating that he was covering up shifter wrongdoing. Kat had to bite back a snort at that thought.
As if.
The sheriff was too good a man. Even though Kat didn’t agree with December, she didn’t voice her opinion. “So he and Connor are out hunting down APL members?”
December shook her head. “Not exactly. Liam, Connor, and Brianna are out scouting some of the addresses from that damn
list
.”
“List?”
“Yeah. About six weeks ago Liam and Jayce found a flash drive at the house of that asshole who tried to kidnap me. It’s got names and addresses of a lot of local APL members or supporters and now Connor’s given Jayce, Liam, and Brianna a copy. I don’t know exactly what they’re doing today, but I think Brianna wants to see who will be her easiest target. Or at least that’s what Liam insinuated.”
They had a list of APL members who lived in the vicinity?
Kat’s fingers ached to get hold of it. Her hands clenched in her lap. Even knowing it was out there made her palms damp and her heart rate increase. But she didn’t let her excitement show. It would only worry December if she knew Kat wanted the list. And if she knew Kat was interested, it would make it that much harder for Kat to get a copy for herself.
Hating herself at that moment, Kat stood. “Mind if I use your bathroom?”
“Of course not.” December didn’t glance up as she scooped out a cup of flour and poured it into a mixing bowl.
Kat fought the surge of guilt that forked through her, jagged and twisted, reaching all her nerve endings with a sharp warning note, telling her how wrong her plan was. But she ignored it as she bypassed the bathroom and hurried to Liam’s office. She needed this. Had to do something to find closure. Connor had made copies for his brother, Jayce, and Brianna, but of course he hadn’t given her one or even told her about it. She didn’t know much about pack dynamics, and it made sense that he hadn’t involved her, but she didn’t plan to ignore this bit of knowledge. She wasn’t even sure if Liam would have the list lying around, but before she checked Connor’s house, she had to eliminate the possibility that it was here. Searching her Alpha’s office wasn’t an idea she relished. Granted, searching her best friend’s house made her feel like shit too, but it had to be done.
* * *
Jayce slowed his bike and steered down the nearly hidden turnoff from the two-lane highway. After talking to Connor about the importance of working with the fae in regard to the APL—and giving the Alpha some vague information about possible vamp blood issues—he’d made his way to one of the last places he wanted to be.
Ned Hartwig’s house. Well, “house” was a bit of a stretch. The guy lived in a run-down trailer half the time, and the other half he lived in a hollowed-out school bus. Ned was a bit of a freak and
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