Alpha Sven's POV
I spent some time in the dungeon talking to the woman, getting her story, then I returned to my office just before lunch.
I emailed the photograph of the woman, along with her fingerprints and my message, to a friend in Canada. He copied the content into a new message and sent it along to Alpha Todd Zubkov in St. Petersberg. I only waited an hour for the answer. I made sure the only light in the office was behind me, and I cast my face in deep shadows, placing a fake beard over my face. He could never know who really was talking to him. When I was ready, I logged into the web-meeting software; Alpha Todd was already there, his Betas in the background. "Todd, I have something you want. Have you confirmed her identify?"
"We have, facial recognition is a match as well as
