CHAPTER SEVEN
Rene lightly gripped Bren's shoulder and gently squeezed, "I'm sorry, Bren."
Cobra gently asked, "I'm sorry for your loss, Bren, but do you think you might be able to answer some questions? I hate to ask, but you might be able to help us gather some information that could help us catch this fucker killing these kids."
Bren nodded, quietly saying, "I don't know how I can help. I mean, I knew the boys, we talked and laughed together. I really liked them and they were good kids. However, they were still kids.
I didn't exactly hang out with them."
"Just tell us what you can remember about them." Hunter encouraged.
Bren's pain was like acid to Rene's skin. Rene hated to see his mate hurting and would give anything to make that anguish evaporate from his mate's heart and mind
