Wolf Untamed (SWAT - Special Wolf Alpha Team #11) - Paige Tyler Page 0,83

been sitting on it so he can, what, sell more newspapers?”

“Wow,” Hale murmured from the back seat. “When you put it that way, it sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it?”

Diego sighed. “Look, I know it sounds crazy, but we have to tell him what we learned. But maybe after we talk to Samantha Mills to see if a drug could do any of this stuff.”

Beside him, Trey looked thoughtful. “I could swing by the ME’s office tomorrow and talk to her, tell her about Bremen and see what she thinks.”

They were halfway across the parking lot, with Diego trying to organize his thoughts on everything they’d learned, when his cell phone rang. He pulled it out and glanced at the screen. He didn’t recognize the number but answered anyway. Lots of people had his contact info.

“Diego, it’s Dion Harbin,” a soft voice said, like he was worried someone would overhear him. “I don’t have time to go into detail, but I’m at the Blacklight Club on Harry Hines. That boy I saw you with at the movies is here with another kid and they’re hanging out with some gangbangers, smoking weed and trying to act older than they really are. The joint narcotics/gang task force is about to raid the place, and if the kid is here when they do, he’s going to jail. I can’t break my cover to save him. You need to get your ass here, ASAP.”

Shit.

“I’m on the way.” Diego looked at his pack mates. “Tell Gage there’s a situation with Brandon. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“You need help?” Trey asked.

“Thanks, but I have to do this on my own,” he yelled over his shoulder as he ran for his SUV. “I got this!”

Hopefully.

Chapter 13

Diego couldn’t remember a time in his life when he’d been so scared. He’d been shot, stabbed, blown up, clawed, run over by cars, and watched as his pack mates had nearly lost their lives. But as crazy as it seemed, all of that paled in comparison to the thought of something happening to Brandon. The idea that his beta could get arrested and dragged off to jail had him nearly shifting behind the wheel of his truck.

Probably not a safe way to drive.

Then again, he was stripping out of his cop gear at the same time he was weaving through traffic, pulling on a plain blue T-shirt he had in the back seat, so that likely wasn’t very safe, either.

Regardless, he drove across town like a madman, flashers blinking as if that would help him get through the evening traffic. More likely he’d cross paths with a patrol unit and get pulled over for speeding. That was all he frigging needed.

But his luck held, and ten minutes later, he pulled into the far end of the parking lot of the Blacklight Club, relieved to see the place wasn’t surrounded by a platoon of cop cars and paddy wagons yet. At least he’d gotten here before the raid started.

He only prayed he got Brandon out of there before the real party started. Oh, yeah. And Kevin, too. Because he had no doubt Kevin was the other kid Dion had seen.

Diego climbed out of his SUV and strode toward the club, fingertips and gums tingling at the urge to move faster. His first instinct had been to squeal to a stop right in front of the door, so he wouldn’t have to waste any more time, but then he realized how stupid that’d be. He needed to get Brandon and Kevin out of there. Not draw attention to himself while he did it.

His inner wolf took in the surrounding area as he walked, absently noting the vehicles in the lot and people hanging around. The name of the club had changed, but it wasn’t much different than it had been eight years ago when his life had changed so drastically. The irony of it being the same place wasn’t lost on him.

Diego pushed the memory away and focused on the present.

Blacklight sat squarely in the no-man’s-land that existed between two rival gangs—the Locos and the Hillside Riders. This meant the place was largely left alone, making it one of the few clubs in this part of town that wasn’t overrun with drugs. Then again, if Dion and his task force were planning to raid the place, something must have changed and the club had fallen under the control of one of the two gangs, if not some outsider trying to muscle their