Cleo Yates’ POV
There are files on each of Tina’s pack members in front of me on the table in her office. There are so many files to look through, I don’t know where to start. Tina was sitting at the table opposite me looking just as lost as I am.
Mars reached over and picked up one of the files off the table. He flicked through the pages too fast to actually read any of the information. He was frustrated and doing a terrible jad of hiding it. When he reached the end of the file he placed it back on the table with a grunt.
“Maybe we are going about this the wrong way.” He said.
“What do you mean?” I asked, turning towards him.
“Maybe rather than trying to work out who the traitor is we can rule some of these people out.” He suggested, pointing towards the endless mountain of paperw
