Reaching the SUV they’d rented, Trey unlocked it and they all piled into the vehicle. “I doubt it. They’d have killed him to protect the pack’s reputation if they knew just how bad things are. But it’s safe to say they’ll try to get him off again. Not sure it will work this time, though.”
“We’ll get to him,” said Nick. “Even if he is imprisoned. No one’s untouchable. I know that very well.” In juvenile prisons, the human guards were often paid to target the prisoners.
At that moment, Trey’s cell phone started ringing. Putting it on speakerphone, he answered, “Hello.”
“Trey, I’m not sure you’re going to like this,” said Rhett. “Well, actually, you might. I think Marcus will. Or maybe not, since he now can’t get his hands on them.”
“Rhett,” interrupted Taryn, “make sense.”
“Sorry. It’s just that, um, I was checking the new vids on snm.com. Quinn and Lola McGee are dead.”
“Dead?” repeated Dante, leaning forward in his seat.