After lunch, we met again in Lyall’s office. There were piles of papers and printouts all over. A box of items sat next to his desk.
“Alright.” Lyall said. “What are our first steps? My enforcers have combed through Quentin’s office and pulled out anything incriminating or that looked like it might provide clues.”
“We should split up our resources. If you, Paul, Kellan, Philip, and Clara can go through all this stuff and find anything we can take into questioning Quentin. I will take the hunters I brought with me and question the omegas who work in the pack house. A lot of the time, people just ignore them and forget they exist. I’m betting someone saw something.” I replied.
Lyall nodded. “Are you sure Clara would be of more use in here than with you?”
“Yes. She will be able to tel
