‘thoughts’

“And as a final note, I think that we should start looking into using more programs to get the gangs out of the streets and into better working jobs that give them responsibility.”

Mayor Welling nodded in a show of hearing what the representative was saying but was already rejecting the idea in his head. ‘I’m not giving my fuck toys a way out of trouble. That would ruin *my* fun,’ he thought as he pasted on a political smile for the finished lobbyist. “I will look into it, Brookston. Have a good day and thank you for your time,” he stated as he closed the notepad that he had been faking taking notes in before standing and shaking hands with the representative and his two assistants.

“Thank you for your time, Mayor Welling,” the representative purred before smiling, but Welling was saved from trying to fake a response when Commissioner Kane came in and scowled at them.

“Forgive the intrusion, but I need to speak with you Mayor Welling,” Kane said gruffly and nodded at the representative and his assistants. The three people seemed to sense the dismissal and made their way out as Kane stood before the Mayor.

Welling chewed on his inner lip as he glared at the Commissioner. “You better have a good reason for returning empty handed,” he spat out before standing slowly.

“Carlson’s dead. We found the kid about twenty miles from the border with Pennsylvania, but we ran into some trouble,” Kane reported with a growl as he looked down and rubbed his side a bit.

“What kind of trouble and who the fuck killed Carlson?!” Welling demanded as he came around his desk and got into Kane’s face.

Looking up slowly, Kane sneered. “Morgan’s back.”

Welling’s face paled and he stumbled back a bit in shock, clearly not expecting that. “Morgan...” he whispered and turned away, not even acknowledging the commissioner. Images of his former commissioner in a compromising position with the man that he had lusted after so much flashed before his eyes and felt that same cold rage well up. He snarled as he grabbed a trophy and flung it at a wall. He didn’t even acknowledge the sound of it smashing as he whirled around to face his stunned subordinate. “Find that brat and kill Morgan! But don’t you dare touch the hawk! If you kill it, I will hang your innards up the flagpole and give new meaning to letting it flow free, do you hear me!?” he shouted angrily before backhanding the other man.

Wiping the back of his hand along his mouth to get the blood, Kane nodded sharply before turning on his heel and walking out. Welling didn’t even hear the door shut as he stormed to his window and looked out over the city. His land. ‘How could Morgan have returned without me knowing?! That asshole..’ he snarled in thought, but he also felt fear and the tug of just what he had paid for the curse he had cast well up in him before he shook it off.

Hearing the door open, he turned and glared at James as the blond came in. “What is it James?” he snapped angrily and crossed his arms over his chest to hide their shaking.

“I just heard from Kane’s subordinates. Morgan’s back in the state. Do you want me to send out more officers to track him down?” James asked nonchalantly and that pissed Welling off even more.

“Fuck off, James! You’re the shithead that told me about them after finding out from that buddy of yours! You know what will happen if they try to go during the day! No...” Welling trailed off as he started thinking, then sneered evilly, his face becoming almost shadowed with the evil. “Get me Kreuk. She’s the best hunter out there with her partner. For now, that bumbling fool Kane can handle getting the brat. I’ll leave dealing with finding Jensen and Morgan up to Kreuk,” he stated quietly and smiled as he tapped his fingers on the desk.

Nodding once, James turned. “As you wish,” he said before leaving the room.

Smirking, Welling turned back to looking out the window. His thoughts returned to the one he had wanted and had been denied. ‘I *will* have you, Jensen. You denied me once...you won’t the next time. I always get what I want,’ he thought and chuckled. He had time.

Plenty of time...

TBC