Three weeks had passed and Alexa and Kasper had finally found some semblance of normalcy in their daily routine. While they were no longer being hunted down like dogs, they knew better than to think any of it was actually over. Frank Delacroix’s death left a gap in the hierarchy of WET that needed to be filled, and today was the day she and Kasper learned his—or her identity.
Before he died, Frank alluded to the fact that there was
more than one head on the snake; a fact Alexa had already suspected. And while
the conversation with him provided few leads, she and Kasper had a good idea
where to start: WET’s Board of Directors. They had already successful put one
in the ground but, there was still work to be done. The board held more than
forty members. They needed to somehow thin the herd, starting with…