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Mr Wrisberg tasked his son with all the files from the Beta section, while he scourged through the Alpha one. Sebastian who was now an essential part of this whole mess volunteered to help. He even suggested not to rule out the omegas. While they usually won’t agree, knowing that even an omega could look different thanks to Caleb, he let him do the files on omegas.

The one who finished his stack earliest was Sebastian. Amongst omegas there were no files that seemed to match. Once done, he decided to help Christian whose pile of files seemed the largest. Going through all of that took them almost an hour and finally when they were done a collective of 178 files were deemed a prospective culprit.

“Well, this seems tiny”. Christian mumbled. “Don’t you think it would be rude to ask Mrs Colton to go through all of these pictures? It’s a lot”.

“Why don’t we just tell her why we are looking for him? She seemed quite displeased with this man, I am sure she would love the chance to put him in that hell hole I was stuck at”. Sebastian countered.

“Let’s just send her. She will reply if she is willing to help”. Mr Wrisberg sighed.

Unlike last time her response didn’t come that fast. It was not a surprise given how she had to go through 178+ photographs, not to mention, she had other jobs than sitting by the laptop and replying to them. They stayed there for the entire night, and eventually except Mr Wrisberg the duo fell asleep on their chairs.

.....

In the morning, when the duo finally woke up, they were surprised to find Mr Wrisberg absent and a sticky note attached to the computer.

“Going home to freshen up. Receive any reply, call me IMMEDIATELY”

The message was short and concise, just like his father’s usual words. Christian took his father’s seat and went through all the received emails to see if any of them were from Mrs Colton. Sadly, there was none.

“Do you think we will find him? Every attempt I have made seemed to lead to a dead end”. Christian asked Sebastian while he continued to refresh the screen.

“Who knows?” Sebastian shrugged. “We came this far. I don’t care anymore if you give up, cause I won’t. He irked me, so this is personal now”! Sebastian huffed.

*Ding* A notification popped up on the computer gaining both of their attention. Christian linked his father immediately who in turn instructed him to go through the mail. He clicked to see one picture, with the words. “This man.”

“I remember him, he is a beta”! Sebastian exclaimed. “I went through his file last night”. He jumped onto the pile that was kept in front of him and dug through the entire stack.The moment he found the correct file, Mr Wrisberg walked into the office.

“What a timing”. Christian commented.

“So, who is it”?

Holding the file, Sebastian read, ” Quentin Morgan, a beta from this territory”.

“Let me see”. Mr Wrisberg who seemed shocked by the name snatched the file from Sebastian’s hand and scanned the entire file. “Why would he do something like this”? He muttered.

“That would explain why Rexford let him enter the banquet so easily. He basically lives here”. Christian shrugged.

“I am sorry, who is Quentin Morgan “? Sebastian, who couldn’t quite grasp what was happening asked with a puzzled expression.

“He is a family friend, who lives in this pack. Quite close to us”. Mr. Wrisberg explained.

“If he is a friend, why would he do something like this”? Sebastian asked.

“That’s exactly what I can’t decipher”. Skeptical, Mr Wrisberg replied.

“Do you think...perhaps... Mrs Colton made a mistake”? Christian proposed.

Mr Wrisberg, considering his statement, checked her reply before shaking his head. “Her words are pretty affirmative. It doesn’t seem like it.”

“So... we should go and confront him right”? Sebastian asked. He had no idea who this guy was, or what kind of sentiment these people had for him. Sure he was a friend, and it was hard not to feel betrayed, but that doesn’t make what he did alright. Sebastian was wronged thanks to him, and he wanted to take action accordingly.

“We will” Mr Wrisberg voiced with a cold expression. “Let’s go”.

“Should I call for backup”? Christian asked.

“Not yet” After considering for a moment, Mr Wrisberg replied. “Let’s see what he has to say for himself. If he tries to flee I am sure the three of us can catch him right”? He asked, glancing at both of them.

Christian and Sebastian looked at each other as if asking for some kind of confirmation. They shared a nod of agreement, and then turned around to nod at Mr Wrisberg. Without any link or anything, their communication turned out to be pretty effective.

The house at their destination was a pretty simple one. It’s a typical small cozy country house that seemed to be perfect for a small family. Mr. Wrisberg waited for someone to open the door after ringing the bell. “Mr Wrisberg”? A girl in her teens smiled.

“Hey Shelby, where is your Dad”? Mr Wrisberg asked her with a smile.

“He is in the garage. Should I call him”? She asked politely.

“That would be nice”.

“Come in”. She welcomed him in the house.

After a while a man who was covered in sweat appeared in front of him. It seemed like Quentin was busy with some heavy work. ” Arthur, what brings you here”? He asked with a friendly smile.

“You know, just wanted to check up on you. How is my friend doing? What is he up to these days? Why is he trying to give suspicious drugs to the wolf in the banquet.” Mr Wrisberg smiled.