Free Van, Becca - Mate for Three [Pack Law 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Becca van

the name of science of course,” Blayk said with a sigh of frustration.
    “Do you think you can find out where this came from?” Jonah asked him.
    “Well, I’m definitely going to try. Our mate’s life depends on it,” Blayk said with steely determination. He was going to find the bastard who had taken their mate if it was the last thing he did.
    “Let me know when you find something,” Jonah stated. “No one is to enter or leave the grounds. As of now we are in lockdown.”
    “Yes, Alpha,” Blayk replied at the same time his brothers did. He planned to work all through the night with his brothers’ help. There had to be something on this chip to indicate who had put the data here, and Blayk had every reason to think that person was Talia’s ex. Finding more about the chip’s maker would help them find her.
    Blayk was thankful for the pot of coffee and the fact he was a werewolf with enhanced strength and stamina, as he and his brothers worked well into the early hours of the morning. He knew they were close to finding out who had made the werewolf DNA program and was eager to find the source. He had another of his security programs searching for any information he could find. He had used two others before and hadn’t found anything. He was tired, frustrated, and worried about Talia. He wanted to change into his beast form and kill the bastard who had taken her, but he knew he had to be patient. Besides, he had no idea where to start looking just yet.
    He walked out of the office intending to brew another pot of coffee, but the sound of his brother’s voice called him back.
    “We’ve got him, Blayk,” Chris called. “It’s that bastard ex of hers, all right. Check out the screen.”
    Blayk hurried over to the desk and looked. It seemed Paul Rogan was in deep with the mob. The screen showed information from his Swiss bank account indicating he had been taking payment from the leader of one of the largest drug cartels in the country, Tony Picotti.
    The American Media had been rife with reports of Picotti’s involvement in murder, kidnapping, rape, and countless other horrific offenses, but law enforcement hadn’t been able to pin any proof on the evil bastard. If he got hold of the formula for werewolf DNA, then their kind could end up in deep shit.. Blayk felt chilled to the bone as he read the screen. Paul must have decided to do a little investigating himself, because there was a detailed itinerary of drug shipments as well as names and address of those involved in the drug trade.
    “Paul was trying to cover his ass,” Blayk said. “He’s gathered information the Feds would love to get hold of. Let’s make a copy and send what we have here to the Bureau, that way our conscience is clear in regards to the drug-trafficking monster, Picotti.
    “See if you can pull up this asshole’s address from the Internet. We need to study the layout of Paul’s property so we can get in without being detected.”
    “I’m already on it,” Chris said, typing furiously.
    “James, see if you can find out how many are in their pack. We need to know how many men to take with us,” Blayk stated.
    “He’s got a property a couple of hours away. Wanna bet that’s where our girl is?” Chris asked. “Oh, and he has a dual-cab truck as well as an SUV registered in his name. I’ll bet he was the fucker who tried to run the women down.”
    “Bastard! I’d count on it. I’m going to prepare my medical bag. I want to make sure I have everything I need, just in case. It’s only a couple of hours till sunrise. We’ll head out soon as we have everything ready and then we get our Alphas and our other cousins to come with us.” Blayk stood to go, feeling grim at the task ahead of them. “We don’t know what we’ll really be up against until we get there.”

Chapter Eight

    Talia woke up with a mouth feeling like it was stuffed with cotton wool and what felt like a jackhammer pounding inside her skull. She opened