Spectrum (Stone Society #14) - Faith Gibson Page 0,47

currently searching for Dr. Craven while also figuring out who had targeted the Clan by hacking into the system. Once they found Craven, Remy planned to force a confession out of the man with regards to Nash and Rain. When he had that, Remy was going to take it to Isla’s parents and demand retribution.

When Rain was found, Remy had a moment’s hope his mate was still alive. He had called her mother, not to inform her Rain was with him, but to ask about Isla. Before he could ask what he wanted to know, Felix had grabbed the phone and demanded Remy never contact them again. They blamed Remy for Isla’s death, which made no sense. He had been thousands of miles away at the time. Maybe that was the reason. He hadn’t been there to protect her.

Remy made his way to the office as soon as he arrived at work. Since Deacon had retired to spend time with Sabrina, Gregor had promoted Aldredge to assistant warden and had left training Remy to the male. Aldredge had worked at the Pen for over ten years, so he was knowledgeable with the ins and outs, whereas Remy was learning from the ground up. With the New Atlanta Penitentiary being privately owned by the Stone Society instead of funded by the government, they had more leeway with how they ran things. That included housing the Unholy in what Gregor called The Basement. The lower level contained the monsters the Clan managed to get off the street.

Isabelle, along with her father, had recently perfected the formula for changing the Unholy back to their former human selves, so not only was Remy learning the administrative portion of running the prison, he was also helping administer the serum. Changing the creatures back was time consuming. They had to be monitored closely, but they also had to be moved to the upper levels away from those who had yet to be changed. Frey and Gregor were in the process of converting one of the Clan’s many warehouses into a holding facility. It was going to be a different type of prison. One where the males could get counseling while being evaluated as to their state of mind. Most of the ones who became Unholy in the first place had been former soldiers coming back from overseas without the means to return to civilian life. Men like Sabrina’s baby brother. They had been promised a place in Gordon Flanagan’s army not knowing the serum they were being given would turn them into nothing more than killing machines. Although it was Flanagan who created the Unholy, it was the Stone Society who were taking it upon themselves to undo the damage. They had the money, and now they had the antiserum.

Remy was checking the monitors for each floor when Aldredge came in carrying a paper sack. “Good morning, Brother.” Aldredge set the white carry-out bag on the desk, and Remy smiled.

“Morning, and thank you.” Remy pulled out one of the pastries and took a bite, moaning at the sugary goodness. Aldredge’s mate owned a bakery, so every morning after dropping his mate off, Aldredge brought Remy a different treat. The bakery had been in Jessica’s family for several generations, and the female had taken over when her parents decided it was time to relocate.

Aldredge didn’t check the security feeds in the office. He trusted Remy to tell him if something was amiss. Although they had access to the cameras, Caleb manned the control room during the days. He had come on shift an hour earlier, and the male was more than capable of doing his job. There were few humans who worked in the Pen. Those who did were unaware of The Basement. The last human – a doctor – who had access to the lowest level had been killed when he went below without backup. Even Isabelle, knowing about the Unholy, wasn’t given access. Not because Gregor didn’t trust her. He did. But there was no way the male would allow his brother’s mate to be harmed accidentally. Dante also didn’t allow Isabelle to administer any type of medical assistance to the Reborn nor the human inmates without a Gargoyle present. Her safety was of utmost importance.

The computer beeped, and Remy tapped a few keys. It was an incoming video conference. Aldredge rounded the desk and stood behind Remy. Frey, along with several others, was already logged on. Frey didn’t waste time getting to the point.