Chapter 60
CARSON Jenny and I left the office and headed straight to her parents’ house. We jogged in silence, but as soon as we approached, Jenny stopped. I looked over at her while we stayed by the outside steps. Her eyes traced over the entire front. “I remember playing on this very porch with my brother,” she murmured, placing on the first step of the steps while she continued. “Every summer, Dad would always read his paper in the chair while Mum would read her book. While Lucian and I played.” The thought of going down memory lane with her was weird. “She just lost her parents,” Lynx blurted out. “She will never see them again. She only has memories.” I said nothing and moved toward the front door. “Do you think we will find anything in here?” Jenny asked, making me look at her. I shrugged. “There may be something in here,” I said. “There may be nothing. We just need to know if they planned this or if it came on a whim.” Jenny stared at me for a moment but gave me a nod. Taking a sigh that we should enter, I opened the door, which to our surprise was open. Usually, all pack members would lock all doors, especially after an attack. It looked like her mother didn’t even bother to hide or do anything of the sort. Jenny and I stepped inside but stopped when we got closer to the open-plan lounge. My eyes darted around, taking in what I could. There were loads of photos around the place, mainly of Jenny and Lucian when they were children. I moved further in and glanced at the fireplace where all the recent photos were, which were mainly of the twins. Nothing untoward, or anything criminating. Looking over my shoulder, Jenny was looking through stacks of envelopes. “What are those?” I asked, making her look up. “Mainly bills,” she muttered, glancing back but stilled when she came to the last letter. “Actually, there is a letter here from someone, but I can’t tell who, but the handwriting is familiar to me.” Jenny looked at me for a moment before she spoke again. “We are taking this,” she said, placing the other letters down and folding the one she wanted to take. She placed it in her pocket and looked at me again. “Evidence maybe,” she said. “Or maybe nothing, but I don’t want to know while I am in here. This is not the place to know whatever it is. We can open and take every back to the office to look over. We don’t want to keep the other pack members locked in their houses too long, or they will suspect something.” 1 She was right, but something was off. Lynx came closer to the surface and looked at her. “She is hiding something,” he gritted out. “But I can understand her reasoning. Pack members are already questioning everything. Maybe some of them know more, too.” He had a point. The gammas and Jenny’s parents were friends with others. Maybe they had information. That was the next place to go when we figured out more. Letting out a breath, my eyes darted around the lounge and then landed on the stairs. “You go upstairs,” I said, making Jenny look at me. “Check to see if there is anything up there. Whatever you find, we will take with us. I will check down here.” “Sure,” she said, turning around and heading to the stairs. I looked around and carried on searching downstairs. The size of this house left me in awe as I walked around for the next half hour. This place had at least five rooms downstairs in this house, which was weird. There was a huge lounge, which seemed for entertainment since there was a bar in the corner with alcohol. There was a dining room, next to the kitchen, which also led into a glass room kind of room where another couch and chair were. It would be perfect for looking up at the stars. The last room was a children’s playroom, which was understandable because the twins were here most of the time. Part of me wondered why they would do something so stupid. Agree to fight alongside rogues, just to get rid of someone who was also family. Nothing seemed to answer for their actions. Lynx stayed close and even muttered a few words under his breath, not liking the fact we found nothing. In all fairness, Jenny’s mum kept a clean house, but was there ever a saying a too-clean house? It was like she had given her house a deep clean, which would be okay if she didn’t do what she did. Movement from upstairs drew my attention back, making me move back and walk over to the kitchen doorway when she appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Her eyes were on something, but looked up at me and frowned. “There wasn’t much upstairs,” she said but glanced down at her hands. “Except for my mother’s phone.” Moving toward her, I let out a sigh. “It seems that they planned nothing here,” I muttered, looking around and then went back to her, but her eyes were locked on her mother’s phone’s phone. “What’s wrong?” Jenny said nothing for a moment, but sighed. “Mum never leaves without this thing,” she said, looking at me. “I tried to get into it, but I can’t.” Why would that be hard? But as if she read my mind, she spoke again. “I knew her passcode,” she said, making me look at her with wide eyes while she continued. “She changed it.” “Do you think you can try to figure out what it is?” I asked, making Jenny shrug. “I think so,” she muttered, her eyes on the phone. “It may take a few minutes or an hour, but it all depends on how many tries it will allow me.” I said nothing and looked around, but something went off in my head. “Did your father have a phone?” I asked, looking at her. Jenny looked up at me and nodded, but her face hardened. “It wasn’t with my mother’s,” she said, glancing around until she landed on a small table by the side of the chair. “He usually kept it there.” Jenny pointed to the little table. I walked over and looked it over, but it wasn’t there. Lynx moved closer and let out a low growl. “Check under the table,” he muttered. “Something it there.” I went to my knees and ran my hand under the table until I came to the bottom surface and felt something. I pulled at it and opened a little drawer. I heard movement by the side of me, but I didn’t bother looking. “What is that?” she asked. “A secret compartment.” I said nothing and opened the drawer wider. Inside were a phone and a few items. I pulled them out and moved up to stand next to Jenny, whose eyes were on the items in my hand. “We can go through all these at the office,” I said, making her nod. Moving all the items I had found, I placed them all in my pocket when a mind link came through from Zain. “Carson,” he said, anger sweeping through the link. “You and Jenny need to get to the Gamma’s house. Now!” With that, he closed the link, not telling me anything. I looked toward Jenny, who seemed to look concerned. “Is it about Leah?” she rasped, which made me shake my head. “No,” I said, moving toward the front door. “That was Zain. He wants us to go to the Gamma’s house. He found something.” Saying nothing, we left and took everything we found with us. Lynx was on high alert. He didn’t like what he felt coming from Zain, and neither did I. What the hell would make him that angry?