“Russo to Scherer,” Paul responded, “Channel Three with code. Over.”
Shane grinned at that. His needs would be met and no one would be of the wiser. Well, except for the three of them, potentially.
“Thanks Paul,” he replied and released the receiver.
“Yeah don’t worry about it.”
“What are you doing now?” Shane frowned trying to listen in.
“Roving with a rook. What do you need?”
“Which one?”
“Does it matter?” Paul laughed. “Of course it does. Stop. I’m just kidding.”
Paul chuckled which in turn lightened Shane’s mood.
“Can you kick him? This is important.”
“You heard the Alpha,” Paul stopped the truck. The sound of the gear shift clicking into place was picked up loudly in the speaker making him chuckle once more.
“We’re all Alphas, asshole…” the youngster complained as he
