“It took you long enough,” Lucian says to Tyger over the phone, his tone dripping with annoyance.
“Well, I have something important now. Enough to shake your father,” Tyger responds, glancing around cautiously as he leans against the wall of a building.
“Something like what?” Lucian asks, his curiosity piqued.
“I overheard someone talking… the missing teenagers are overdose victims, which means they’re dead,” Tyger informs him.
“They’re dead, and missing?” Lucian repeats, a frown creasing his forehead as he tries to make sense of it.
“Yes, Mr. Storm. I wasn’t able to fully infiltrate Drake’s territory, especially since I’m tied up with other things, but I’ve picked up some intel— just bits and pieces. It seems they’re trying to cover things up, to avoid a repeat of the last incident,”
