Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
“What the fuck is going on?” Brick can tell, too.
There’s a file folder in front of Billy, and he lays a hand on it but doesn’t open it. He looks at me. “Madi, since you’re in here, maybe you can tell us what’s going on.”
My heart thuds, even though I have no idea what he’s talking about. All I can tell is that this is an ambush, and I need to catch up, fast. “I don’t know what you mean.” I try to make the words sound even, but even I can hear I’m rattled.
“How long have you been working as an Adalwulf plant?”
The shock of the words registers far less than their effect on Brick. The color drains from his face, and he pushes away from me to take in my face.
I try to swallow but my mouth is dry. “I haven’t.”
“No? Aiden Adalwulf called this morning to ask if Brick enjoyed the gift from his mate.”
Brick stiffens even more. No, I think he turned to stone.
“What are you talking about?” I croak.
“We know the breach was initiated from your computer, Madi. My PI team followed you, and I have video of you meeting with Aiden Adalwulf in front of the building. I have phone records proving you’ve been having conversations with him. I also know you let Catherine Adalwulf onto the top floor and left her unsupervised to roam around.”
“Okay, that doesn’t prove–”
A wounded animal sound comes from Brick as he stands and backs up, like he’s afraid he’ll throttle me if he stays within reaching distance.
“What was your motivation in infiltrating Moon Co? Did they pay you? Or was it part of your Occupy Wall Street efforts?” He slips out the photo of me and Aubrey sitting on the sidewalk holding Occupy Wall Street posters that he must’ve taken from La Résistance.
“I’m not a plant. I’ve barely even spoken with Aiden Adalwulf–”
“Don’t say his name,” Brick roars. His eyes flash with a bright light.
Billy flips open the folder and spills a number of photographs onto the table. There’s me standing, facing Aiden Adalwulf that day he caught me on the street.
It does look bad.
“This is nothing. He cornered me, tried to offer me a job. I said no.”
Brick’s whole body is taut. He runs a hand through his hair, making it stand on end, wild.
I turn to speak directly to him. “I said no, Brick. You have to believe me–”
“We also traced phone calls coming from Adalwulf Associates’ to your personal line,” Billy interrupts. “Several calls, in fact.”
The weird phone calls I got when Brick was in California. “Those weren’t–”
“You’ve also entered Adalwulf Associates’ building before. Do you do deny it?”
“No, I went in to get coffee. I did nothing wrong.”
“There's no need to act all innocent,” Billy sneers. “We’ve got you. We know you’re responsible for the breach.”
“I’m not. I don’t know anything about it. Brick, you know me.” I focus on him. Brick, the Big Bad Boss. The man–werewolf–I’m coming to love.
Last night we were together in bed, and he was so sweet. Rough in the best way, but also tender.
Surely with everything that’s gone between us, he knows me. He knows I’m loyal. I would never betray him.
After a long pause, Brick shakes his head. He looks past me to Billy. “Lock everything down. Get her computer to Jake and his top team, look into the breach.”
I sag like I’ve been punched in the chest. I wish it had been a punch, it wouldn’t be as painful as this. He doesn’t believe me.
“Already on it.” Billy’s smile is triumphant.
“Brick.” I take step forward towards him.
“Don’t come any closer,” he rasps, gripping the chair so hard his knuckles go white. There’s a crack as the plastic breaks. I freeze, trying to comprehend what’s happening. He just broke the chair with his enormous strength.
“This isn’t just Moon Co,” he says.
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t be with you. I have to choose my pack. I have to.”
“Hang on,” I say. “I don't know anything about the security breach. I swear. Occupy Wall Street was a long time ago, and the only reason I was talking to Aiden Adalwulf was because–”
“I don't want to hear it!” Brick roars. His eyes glow completely yellow. “Somebody get her out of here now.”
My heart thunders with distress. Tears fill my eyes. I had always pictured my last moments at Moon Co, doubting I’d last, and I'd sworn I wouldn't cry the way that first assistant had. I'd sworn I would never care. Yet here I was not just caring, dying.
“Brick.” I hate the pleading tone in my voice, but I can't mask it. I can't hide what he's come to mean to me. I'm not just losing my job, I'm losing everything.
“I'll escort her out.” Billy stands from the table, his posture so menacing I flinch.