Xue paced back and forth on the warehouse dock, looking out over the expanse of water. Sael was one of the merfolk. He’d attempted to give orders that the man be taken into custody, only to find said orders immediately countermanded. The Cabal was sending a representative to look into the matter here. And somehow, his guards had let one of the prisoners escape. Everything was falling apart.
He glanced at the large iron cage. His other captive sat inside, leaning against the bars. Greg’s skin was pale, and his breathing labored, but he’d been assured that it could still take the man a couple days to die. The setup was simple. To heal Greg, the creature would have to enter the cage. Then both could simply be taken back to the facility and secured.
The guards had tranquilizer guns in addition to their normal firearms. A small part of him regretted ordering the girls to be killed. He had rather liked them, before they’d betrayed him. “People will investigate.”
The sound of Greg’s voice made him turn. “I’m sure they will.” He stared down at the younger man.
“Adele’s father…” Greg swallowed before looking up at him. “He’s a congressman. He already knows.”
Adele’s father was a complication, but fortunately… “My men are even now planting evidence.” Xue smirked. “Evidence that will show you lured the girls here with a story and killed them, along with a police officer and several others.” He crouched down to look Greg in the eye. “Even if you manage to escape again, all that will happen is you get taken to prison.” He noted Greg’s glare. “Where I’ll simply retrieve you, and well…” He stood again. “There will be consequences.”
Keeping Greg as a prisoner was simply pragmatic. He’d bonded with the creature, somehow managing to communicate with it despite observation. As he’d killed a few of the guards, the others were quite willing to help ‘convince’ him to cooperate. Xue had already arranged an extra shock collar.
“Sir.” One of the handlers drew his attention back to the present. He looked over to see the man indicating a boat approaching. “That looks like the boat from the garage.”
“Good.” Xue smiled. “Be ready.”