Page 58 of Midnight of Ashes
I sighed. “I’ve put out feelers about her, and so far, nothing.”
Maddox shifted in his seat. “Did you talk to your brothers?”
He still wasn’t used to using the term when it came to me. I’d been sure my half brothers wouldn’t have wanted a damn thing to do with a bastard brother who would throw into question their right to a crown. But they hadn’t given a damn about any crown. They’d just wanted help in taking down our evil father. And that I’d been happy to do.
“Neither Dec nor Ronan has been able to find out anything about Hayden or her parents,” I admitted. “But I’m guessing her parents were living under false identities.”
I had a number of contacts, many of them comfortable using less-than-legal means, but they still had come back empty-handed.
Easton glanced away.
“What?” I prodded, instantly sensing something.
He worried the inside of his cheek. “You could reach out to the Diablos pack.”
Just the name had my spine stiffening.
“Are you insane?” Maddox snapped. “You want to ask those psychos for help?”
Easton shrugged. “Supposedly, they can find anyone.”
“Yeah, for the price of your soul,” Maddox muttered.
I’d heard the rumors about the Diablos pack. They were mercenaries in our world. Working in the shadows.
Maddox stared at me. “You aren’t seriously considering this?”
I scrubbed a hand over my stubbled jaw. “My typical resources are coming up empty.”
“And what happens when they get a sniff of Hayden? Decide they’d get a better price for her?” Maddox snarled.
“She’s an innocent,” I argued.
It was said that the Diablos pack had a code. No harm could come to innocents at their hands. The problem was, me and my brothers were far from innocent. So, while they might not harm Hayden, there were no promises that the same would be true for the rest of us.
“Fucking feral wolves,” Maddox muttered.
Easton’s lips twitched. “I don’t know, man. I’d be kind of curious to meet them.”
I studied Maddox for a moment. “Do you think there’s any chance Hayden’s dream was actually a memory? That Dexter was the one to kill her parents?”
If that were true, there was truly no prayer of him giving up on her.
Maddox pinched the bridge of his nose. “What I said upstairs is true. Her brain is trying to make sense of various traumas. It could easily place Dexter as the villain because of tonight. Or…”
“Dexter could’ve been after Hayden since she was eleven,” I gritted out.
Maddox nodded grimly.
I pulled my cell out of my pocket. “I’m calling the Diablos pack.”
Either way, we needed to know who was after Hayden. Even if it meant selling our souls to the devil.
30
HAYDEN
I blinked against the thick fog of sleep. I felt like I’d taken a double dose of NyQuil or something. Bright light streamed in through the massive windows. I frowned. Too bright.
