Chapter 259 - Assembly Required (2/2)

Suspicious replaced fear as the man's eyes scanned the men standing in the entry of his shop. ”Who did you say you were again?”

Russ narrowed his eyes at the man as he pushed past the rest of his party. He bent over the desk, planting both palms against the desk as he stared down the lesser man. He couldn't help the irritated snarl of his lip as he growled. He could feel the beast clawing from release. ”Do you have the records we need or not? If not, then give us all the records from that time and we'll go through them ourselves.” He bit out.

The man swallowed hard as he hunkered farther down in his seat. The red that was quickly replacing the brilliant blue of the younger man's eyes and his own reaction to it was more explanation as to who was standing in front of him than any name any of them could give. He nodded nervously. ”This way, please.” He stood and stumbled over the chair as he made his way over to the locked door leading into the records room. He stepped aside as the men walked through one by one, the tallest having to bend to keep from hitting his head on the low door frame. ”If you'd like to have a seat, I'll retrieve the files you're looking for from archives.”

Ry nodded with the warmest smile he could muster. ”Thank you.” He waited until the meager man had vanished into the back before turning back to Russ. ”What the f.u.c.k man?! We need people to like you, idiot, not fear you more than they do a lunatic like Fern!”

Giorgos chuckled as he nodded in agreement. ”He's right, you want Sid to like you... he's the old omega. Your uncle really doesn't follow the pack order, but if you plan on taking over you may want to at least take the old pack into consideration as you choose new pack leaders.”

The anger fled as Russ turned surprised eyes from the hall the older man had disappeared down up to Giorgos. ”Choose new pack leaders?” His eyes moved from the cab driver and new friend to Ry.

Giorgos cleared his throat uncomfortably as he turned his attention back to Ry. ”Man you guys weren't lying, there's a lot he's gonna have to learn... and fast.”

”You have no idea!” Poseidon laughed as he slapped Russ hard on the back. ”I'm amazed this kid even knows his own name half the time!” His joking was cut off as Sid cleared his throat from behind a large stack of files.

Sid set them in the center of the table as he glanced around nervously. ”I... I wasn't sure exactly what you were looking for, so, I pulled all the files relevant to the palace during the time you mentioned.” His eyes kept moving back to Russ who was now sitting up and reaching for the files eagerly. ”If you could tell me exactly what it is you are looking for, I could narrow it down further.”

Poseidon pushed up from his seat and walked around to clasp the slight man on the shoulders, noting the man's down-turned ears. This man was definitely an omega... He smiled, encouraging the man to hold his gaze. ”Can we trust you?” He waited as the man nodded, hypnotically. ”What are your opinions of Fernando Boosilis?”

A heavy frown overtook the man's dazed features. ”He is driving this island to ruin. He cares nothing for the people, only his own greed.”

Poseidon nodded. ”And what of Prince Russell?”

The man furrowed his brows. ”Some had rumored him to be dead... and I'd believed it until...” His hazy eyes moved over to Russ.

Poseidon chuckled as he brought the man's attention back to him. ”And now that you know?”

”I hope that he is here to be the savior we people need...” Sid replied in a monotone voice.

Poseidon's wide smile swept the room as he released his grip on Sid. ”There you have it, he can be trusted. So, let's move along, shall we.”

Giorgos paled and his usual smile faded. ”Wow man... you're not just an accountant, are you...”

Poseidon sent him a wink. ”I've been known by many different names... Just stick with calling me Don, and we'll get along well enough.” The man nodded as he moved a reassessing glance to the other massive man sitting beside the prince. ”So, are you two the same thing?” He asked Ry.

Ry shrugged moving his gaze from the file he and Russ were scanning up to the younger man. ”More or less...” His attention moved to the older man, noting the man looked as if he were going to either hurl or faint... maybe both. He kicked out a chair. ”Here man, sit before you fall out.” He nodded toward the files. ”What can you tell us about the guards who remained faithful to Ales and Cam when Fern was run off pack lands the first time?”

Sid's eyes widened. ”I knew you looked familiar! You were here when he tried challenging His Majesty... what has it been 50... 60 years ago?” He paled again at the realization of the time that had passed.

Ry smiled, ”Yes, that was my brother and me. What can you tell us about the years leading up to that?”