Fate's Dark Side Chapter 272

"Your ex-husband spoke to Devin and me extensively on the matter; honestly, I feel used. I would have teamed up with Devin to take him down after what happened to my people. I am glad I did not join in. I also heard about the uprising group. Could it be possible that they are just like me, and someone is pulling all these strings to have other people do their bidding?" he said, and I frowned.

I had not thought of it that way. The truth was if Alpha Jake had gone ahead with his plan to work against Sylvester, it would have been a new kind of heat, and we would not know who to link it to.

What if all these people have a bone to pick with Sylvester? What if they feel they are doing the right thing? I also have to consider that aspect.

"Speaking to you is always insightful, Alpha Jake. It is good to have a wise older man like you around. The truth is you might have a point. I wouldn't want to shut down that idea," I said, and he smiled at me.

"I am sure we can figure this out, but honestly, it still comes down to that awful council. They gave the enforcer that attacked me the order to do so," he said, and I nodded.

"I still need to know who it is so I can trace where and how he got his order," I said, and he nodded, understanding my vantage point.

I switched on the tablet, and everyone leaned in to see what I was doing.

Sylvester was already signed in to his email, so I just searched for Kappa William's email and opened it. The internet was fast, so the attached file downloaded quickly.

We went through the picture for almost an hour.

Jake was able to pick the faces of some of the people that attacked his pack, some of which were deceased.

I believe the attack on Brighton was their last battle.

Jake wasn't a pushover, neither was his son or nephew and knowing the amount of rage they harboured, it was possible that they would do damage to the attackers.

We continued going through the images, and he finally pointed to the person that led the attack.

I looked at the photo, and it was the person now occupying Bryce Golubev's former position.

His name was Enzo Mikhailov.

I did not need anyone to tell me he was related to Jacob Mikhailov, the council's spokesman.

The Mikhailov family had just found a way to put themselves at the top of my list of suspects.

I opened Enzo's resume and saw how he quickly moved up the ranks.

I did not know if we should move in on them or if we should just arrest Enzo and question him.

"You are sure it is this man?" I asked Jake because the Mikhailovs were nobles. I did not want to create unnecessary enemies for Sylvester.

"Yes, I am. He was the one that took his time to tell me that he would spare my life because he wasn't ordered to kill me but to show me what would happen if I ever defied Lord Volkov again. I remember his face. I did not know he was a Mikhailov. If I had, I would have told you," He said, and I could see the rage in Jake's eyes.

The memory of the disgrace was still fresh in his memory. I could understand his pain. Knowing his people were sacrificed to push an agenda hurt him deeply. It would hurt me too, if I were in his shoes. No one was dispensable. This was just wicked and wrong.