“Yes. The offering on Asier is supposed to purge and save paranormals souls. Plenty of vampires have expressed interest in the practice over the years. All desperate paranormals have. The one thing I did learn from Ezan is that his group did not discriminate. Anyone who wanted to be saved could join the cult. I’ve interviewed a half dozen shifters he tried to recruit and about the same number of vampires. You’ll see it in the report.”
I flipped through the papers in my hands and scanned the summary. Sure enough, there were about a dozen statements from various paranormals indicating Ezan had tried to recruit them to participate in some cleansing ritual. I was about to stuff the papers into a folder when one name caught my attention—Nova Bandu, the leader of the Crimson Valley wolf pack.
“I’ll be damned,” I whispered, my eyes widening as I read his statement. When I was done, I grinned at Razor. “You’ve been more help that I could’ve hoped for. Thank you.”
“I don’t know that I gave you anything useful. Four years ago, we ran into a dead end. I’m not sure anything’s going to change that now.”
“You’d be surprised how things start to shake out when someone’s life is on the line.” I shoved the paperwork into a file and snapped my fingers. “Ready, Link?”
The shih tzu hurried to my side and the pair of us strode for the door. Just before I disappeared out into the hallway, I turned back. “By the way, where was everyone today?”
“We sent them home when we learned Allcot penetrated the building.”
“But you stayed?”
He shrugged. “I’m the boss.”
I sent him a warm smile. “You know, Razor, I think I like you. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to get in touch.”
“Same, Kilsen. It was interesting meeting you.”
After one last nod, I jerked my head and Link followed me out into the stark hallway.
* * *
My boots echoed on the wooden staircase as I descended into the basement of the Void building. Link followed, but when I reached the dirt floor, he stayed on the last step, unwilling to go farther into the cold, dark room. I couldn’t say I blamed him. The last time he’d been down here, he’d been locked in a cage waiting for death.
“It’s okay, dude. No one’s going to lock you up this time,” I said. “They’ll have to go through me first.” Because if there was one thing I knew, it was that I wouldn’t let anything happen to Willow’s dog. He’d be right there by my side when I finally found her.
His amber eyes flashed in the shadows as he took the final step onto the cold floor.
“Kilsen, how nice of you and the wolf to visit me,” a familiar voice drawled.
I squinted in the darkness, barely making out the cell in the corner. Allcot’s pale features made it easier to spot him though, and I moved forward. “You’re awake.”
“Have been for a while. I’m surprised no one told you that.”
“They were probably letting you cool off a bit,” I said, sitting on a stool against the far wall. Allcot was in the magically enhanced cell, but he was an old, powerful vampire. There was no telling what tricks he could pull. I didn’t want to be too close, just in case he managed to break free. Link seemed to share my thoughts and trotted over to me, sitting at my feet.
“I’m only going to say this once,” he said, the stone-cold viciousness in his voice chilling me to the bone. “Let. Me Out.”
“I will,” I said easily, pretending his demeanor didn’t bother me at all. The fact was I fully expected that if we detained him for too long, he’d likely destroy everything and everyone in his way as he bulldozed his way out of here. “We just need to have a chat first.”
His nostrils flared. “Unless you have information on Pandora, I’m not interested.”
“Then it’s unfortunate that I don’t. But I am in charge of the investigation to find Willow and Talisen. And since the three of them went missing at the same time, it’s likely the abductions are related don’tcha think?”
A tiny flash of interest lit his eyes, but he blinked and it was gone. “Open the cell, Kilsen, or I’ll—”
“Tear the place down. I got it.” I waved an impatient hand. “Forget it. Not until we have an understanding. The way I see it, we each have a vested interest in what happened to Pandora and Willow and Talisen. If we work together, I think we can find them faster, don’t you?”
His green eyes narrowed. “Your director put me in prison and you almost killed me. Why would I work with you or the Void?”
“Because the only reason we did either of those things was because you tried to kill Marrok, and you know it.”
The vampire wrapped his hands around the bars of the cells and squeezed. The iron made a high-pitched noise of distress but stayed in place. “The shifters took Pandora,” he said as if that explained his actions.
“We don’t know that.”
“I saw them,” he snarled.
“But what pack are they from? Marrok says it’s not the Crimson Valley pack. He also says some of your vampires saw Willow and Talisen hauled off by some other vampire hive.”
“Taken by two different groups. Disappearances are unrelated. Now let me out. We’ll discuss restitution for my unlawful incarceration later.”
I snorted out a choked laugh. “Restitution? You really are an arrogant bastard, aren’t you?”
He gave me an indignant glare and opened his mouth, but I held up a hand, stopping him.
“Do you know anything about Asier?” I asked, eyeing him closely to monitor his reaction.
Allcot’s normally cool expression instantly shifted into one of disgust. “That is an ancient ritual that is not tolerated here in New Orleans. No self-respecting vampire would ever engage in anything so sacrilegious.”
“Why? Because the blood is offered up to the earth?”
“Do not insult me, Kilsen. Contrary to some of the unsavory opinions out there about me and my company, we actually value the sanctity of life. It’s why the majority of our resources at Cryrique go to pharmaceutical research. We are dedicated to helping the paranormal community, not eradicating it of our members.”
Dedicated to the bottom line was more like it. This time I held back my snort. Antagonizing him wasn’t going to get me anywhere. Besides, for all of Allcot’s faults, the idea that he was involved in some sort of ritual cult killing was laughable. He was right when he said the majority of the company’s resources went to research. Everything he did revolved around science and profits. Reducing his customer base with ritual killings would do nothing to fatten his bank account.
“All right. You might have a point. But the fact is we’re fairly certain we know that whoever has Willow and Talisen is planning on conducting a ritual on the next Asier. I don’t know if Pandora is with them or not, but I’m asking that when I let you out of here that you’ll cooperate with me on finding all three of them.”
Allcot straightened, and although I wouldn’t have thought it possible, his features turned a paler shade of white. “Asier? Are you positive?”
“I traced Willow. She said she overheard them say they couldn’t wait for Asier.”
“Fuck!” His hands tightened on the bars again and he yanked, causing the entire structure to bend.
My eyes widened at his impressive force. We’d locked up any number of vamps over the years, but never had we had one with that much strength.
“Get me the fuck out of here.” His green eyes were unfocused, almost wild as his voice rasped with anger. “No one is going to spill Rhoswen’s blood. No one.”
“Do we have a deal then?” I asked, needing to know before I released him where we stood.
“Rhoswen is under my protection. You know that Kilsen.” He blinked and his stone-cold businessman persona returned. “You’ll work for me while we track her down.”
I was afraid of that. Allcot didn’t answer to anyone. “You know I work for the Void.”
“And now you’ll work for me. Or you will if you want your friend home safe.”
Okay, that pissed me off. “You don’t need to insult my abilities, Allcot. I am an experienced tracker.”
“But I have the connections, and you obviously need my help or you wouldn’t be negotiating with me.” He took a step back from the bars and crossed his arms over his chest. His arrogance was suffocating and only got worse when he added, “You’ll work for me, take it or leave it.”
“One more question first,” I said.