Chapter Four
“What have you found?” Simon asked as Youssef walked into the elegant office.
“Nothing,” Youssef replied in frustration. “There was nothing on the cameras. It was as if they were never there!”
“You said the surveillance system was operational,” Simon bit out, turning away from the window to the glare at his friend and chief of security.
Youssef ran his hand over the back of his neck as he frowned. “It is,” he muttered. “Every movement along the street was recorded. The time-date stamp showed the exact moment they should have shown up on the camera. Everything is there. Hell, I watched a squirrel play in the damn tree they were standing under and nothing. They weren’t there!”
Simon growled dangerously. Two nights until the full moon and the only female the beast inside him
