DARIUS
The news clip was played in a loop, and each time seemed to make the score worse.
Five bodies. Monica's name goes public. Gang problems that not only placed the veiled supernatural packs of the area at risk but also exposed them.
Within minutes, I was on the phone with our pack lawyer.
“Thomas, I need you to help me understand the level of badness.”
For twenty years, Thomas Blackwell had been handling Goldblood legal affairs. He was human, but he understood enough about our world to work the gray areas. The questions he didn’t ask, the paperwork that went missing, the shell corporations that kept our business out of scrutiny by humans.
"It's bad, Darius." His voice was grim. “It’s already an FBI matter because it is interstate. They are treating it as organized crime, potentia
