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Ben nods. “You can hire a private investigator. One that doesn’t work for the police force.”
“Do you know any?” I ask. “Any you could recommend?”
He runs his hand through his hair and nods. “Actually, there’s a group of Alphas that run a detective bureau. They’re the best in the state. Probably even the country,” he says.
A flicker of hope sparks in my chest at the information.
“How do I get them to help us? They could find her, right?” I ask excitedly.
This could work. Just keep hanging on, April.
“They work with high-profile cases, Skylar. Murders, trafficking, political cases—I shouldn’t have even mentioned it,” Ben says, shaking his head. “The only reason I know about them is because my cousin works for them.”
“They’re a group of Alphas?” Devyn asks. “Like, the whole department?”
“Yeah.” Ben turns his attention to Devyn, and his gaze softens. “Their cases involve anything Omega related. And obviously, they’re more attuned to that stuff.” His cheeks redden as he regards her. “I’m still learning about Omegas,” he chuckles nervously, and Devyn beams at him.
He’s smitten with her. Any other time, it would be adorable.
“Okay. Ben.” He turns his attention back to me. “How have I never heard about them? An entire bureau of just Alpha detectives?”
“They usually work behind the scenes,” he replies. “The average person doesn’t know about them. Confidential government contracts, classified information, that sort of thing. They’re never mentioned in the news.”
My mind processes the new information.
“You said your cousin is one, right?” Devyn asks, her blue eyes wide. “Could you ask him to help?”
Ben shuffles his feet and runs a hand through his hair. “He kind of hates me,” he says sheepishly.
I frown. I haven’t known Ben long, but I can’t imagine anyone hating him. Annoyed, sure. But hating?
“He’s kind of a dick,” he adds at my confused expression. “But he’s good at what he does.”
“Could you ask him?” I plead. “Just ask him to help us?”
“We don’t talk much, and even if I could, he wouldn’t,” Ben says, regret on his face. “I shouldn’t have mentioned it. I’m sorry, Skylar. They just wouldn’t work with something like this.” His gaze turns back to Devyn, who looks like she’s about to cry. “But I’ll do what I can to help in the meantime. I promise.”
Despite Ben’s pessimism, my hope doesn’t fade.
“Do you have their address?” I ask him.
“Skylar, they won’t—”
“I don’t care. Just give me their address.”
4
SKYLAR
“Hi, honey,” Tammy says sweetly as I answer the door. “Just checking to see if you’re doing okay.”
It’s Tammy code for I’m making sure you haven’t spiraled into oblivion.
But she shouldn’t be worrying about me—she should worry about herself. I know she’s being strong for me, and she shouldn’t have to be.
Unfortunately, I didn’t know she was coming, so my kitchen looks like a bomb went off. With three electric mixers plugged in, my meager counter is overwhelmed with baked treats and spilled ingredients.
My hair is no better. Flour sticks out as white splotches against the dark strands of my bun, and I wouldn’t be surprised if there’s a blob of raspberry preserves somewhere on me.
