Finding Brice Pt. Two
Forty-Two: Drake
I sit in the leading SUV going to somewhere River has found out to be owned by Reginald. I start to flip through the reports that River had handed me when something or I should say someone caught my attention. Brice Mayweather. I look over to River who is driving with Emerson in the passenger seat, me right behind him. “River, who is Brice Mayweather?” I ask as he glances my way. “Supposedly he is Ann Marie’s Fated Mate. The one she was caught marking when her father barged in and arrested him. From what she says he is a warrior in her pack.”
I shake my head as I flip through the reports. “No, that’s not right.” I mumble out as I grab my cell phone. “What’s not, right?” I hear Emerson ask me as I am scrolling through my contacts list looking for o
