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response. “You owe my family. You owe Dom after what you did.”
    Zeke suddenly came to a stand. “I owe you
squat. I won that race fair and square.”
    “You cheated.”
    Zeke shrugged. “Hey, it’s all semantics.”
    His smoke was at the end, nothing more than a
roach now. “I don’t have time to waste,” Grayson said, his voice raw with
emotion. “Either you’ll help me or you won’t. But I need an answer right now.”
    “A’ight, the answer’s no.”
    “The answer’s yes,” Grayson corrected. He took
a threatening step forward. That painful beat at his temple hammered away.
    The alpha tossed back his head with laughter. “Nah,
I got better things to do,” he said scratching his ass. “I bought a new pair of
sneakers I need to break in.”
    He had to tell himself to breathe. In and out. Don’t
lose it. Just keep your cool.
    “I will pretend to ignore the insult you lay
upon my dead — by implying your shoes are more important than her vengeance.”
    “Don’t you mean your vengeance?”
    He paused, thrown off. But then he righted
himself. “If you won’t do it, I need someone. We both know Weres make the best
trackers. I need someone who can find the Donatos. Someone with a lot of
experience. That’s you.”
    Zeke bowed dramatically, smiling big. “I do
appreciate the compliments, dear boy. Makes me feel young.”
    “I am not a boy,” Grayson gritted.
    “You are compared to me.” Zeke hopped down from
the desk. A commercial on the TV had caught his attention. A glazed, faraway
look came over the alpha’s face making him appear only slightly less dangerous
than he really was.
    “Help me and I protect you personally. I will
guard you with my life. I am the best. I could take down any of your guards
before they knew what happened.”
    “Ah, such braggery. I love it!” Zeke rubbed his
chin in thought. “A job offer. I’ll admit, I didn’t expect that out of you,
Grayson. However, I’m afraid I’m not hiring at this current time. On the other
hand, I might be able to help you.”
    Grayson’s gaze narrowed. “What do you mean?”
    “Let’s just say I know someone whose tracking
skills make me look like a pup.”
    “Who” “Well, see, we might have a problem here
because I just hired her for a job myself,” Zeke said.
    “Then why even tell me about it?” If he ripped
out his hair right now, maybe some of the steam building up in his head could
escape.
    “Hey, hey, hey, now. All things in life are
negotiable.” Zeke pressed a button on a phone turning on an intercom. Anita’s
life hadn’t been negotiable, he wanted to say.
    A woman’s voice answered on the other end of
the line. “Yes, Bossley?”
    Zeke looked disappointed when Gray didn’t smile
at the secretary’s apparent nickname for the alpha. “Get Donahue here, now.”
    “On it,” the woman answered and the line
disconnected.
    “There you go, my boy. She’ll be here soon.”
    Grayson rubbed his temple—hard. “I’ll pay
anything. Listen, I don’t need her for long. This isn’t a vacation I’m going
on. Two people, that’s all I’m searching for. After that, it’s done.”
    “If I had a dime for every time someone thought
it’d be ‘done’ after collecting vengeance. See, that’s the thing with vengeance.”
Zeke walked over until he stood uncomfortably close. “After it’s over and
whoever you want dead is nice and dead, the hot spot is still there. It doesn’t
go away.”
    Grayson took a step back to give them room. “What
hot spot? What are you talking about?” He heard a feminine voice outside the
tent. Good, at least the other tracker was here. Gray wouldn’t leave here
without hiring the best tracker.
    Zeke formed a loose fist and pressed it to his
chest. “Here is where it hurts. It burns, yah? That’s what I call the hot spot.
That place right near your heart. It can suffocate ya, or kill ya. It grows
there and you think it’ll go away, but it doesn’t. You’ll wait too, days