Rhyson
“Is this Gideon?” Troy slid a photo across the table. It was blurry, but there was no mistaking the face of the man who’d saved Nyx.
Fury had filled me with Victor’s words and had yet to abate. It was hours later, and Nyx and I were in Troy’s office with Kiana, who’d promised to explain everything.
“You’ve known that he’s a drug dealer, and you didn’t do anything about it?” I snarled.
“Gideon is more than just a drug dealer,” Kiana said, a note of anxiety in her voice. “It’s not easy for us to investigate things that happen within the rogue community, and we have been looking for him, but we were looking for someone by a different name. When he was part of Indigo Peak’s pack, he went by the name Jefferson.”
“Great. Get Indigo Peak’s alpha on the line. I have some questions for
