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**Cleo POV: **
Valenzano's emotions got me out of it. With his remorse, disappointment, and grief, I have a lot for me to bear. It seems like he is letting out what he had bottled up for twenty-five years. I hope they both got the closure they need. I am waiting for him to get back so I can soothe him. The door slowly opened. He must have thought I was sleeping.
"How was it, my love? Are you okay?", I asked, getting out of bed.
"I am better now that I am in your arms", he is so cute and cheesy.
"For real are you okay?", I asked. He is not and I need him to tell me.
"No, I am not and nor is Avaya. Finally, let me see how much she was hurting. And I pricked my heart. Baby, I felt so bad. Even Vintage is mad. How could I have not seen her pain over the years?”, he said more to himself.
“It easy for a woman to hide pain”, I said.
“The pain she was carrying over the years is thick no wonder she hates me", he says, looking down at the floor.
"Hey, I know it hurts. It will always hurt. But we are here to help you through it, my love", I said, kissing his hand.
Even in his grief, he thought about me. He had Omegas bring us food, but I noticed the kitchen staff was not the same as before. I asked him about it. He was reluctant to tell me, but I got it out of him. I was beyond shocked someone spiked the baby shower drinks. Who the fuck would do something like that? I am pissed at him, West, and Jazz for keeping it from me. I am not fragile. I won't break like an egg. First thing first, Valenzano needs to get those people out of the dungeons, and I will be there to question them. Then I will tell them all off. I can't believe this shit.
"Val, let them out of the dungeon and we can integrate them together", I suggested.
"Baby, I need you to rest. I will handle it", he said, rubbing my stomach. It gives him just as much comfort as it gives me.
"No, WE will handle it. And besides doing it my way we will find out who is responsible without it taking days to do so", I said, annoyed with him.
"FINE, but you are not allowed to stress", he finally gives in and I kiss him.
Since all pack moment phones are traced and paid for by the pack, I asked Val to get me access to the phone record of those. Always start with the phones. There is no such thing as a deleted text or e-mail. Valenzano made me eat some food while we wait for the phone records.
As I ate, his minds link West and Jazz to meet us in the office and for the guard to bring the prisoners up one by one. Of course, Val is, wondering what I plan to do, he will just have to wait and see. West and Jazz were there waiting for us in Val's office with a folder full of papers.
"Hey, Cleo", Jazz says.
"Hello, my ass bitch, you could have told me about the drinks", I said to her.
"Nope and ruin your day absolutely not. Besides, the only one affected was West. His asshole was like a muddy faucet", she said as she laughs.
"Now, that we have got our laughs off, can you please enlighten us about what you plan to do", West said sarcastically, causing a growl from Val.
"You will have to wait and see", I said happily.
“Well, I kind of figure out who did it but go-ahead Cleo”, West said.
“You did not”, Valenzano said.
“He kind of did”, Jazz said with pride.
“I call bullshit. How could you have figured it out?”, I asked.
“Well, my dear Luna I am smart”, he said smiling.
West explained that he came up with the idea to search the employee files to find out who could possibly have access to the laxative. He found four people that would have access to the laxatives. His search made since, but I want to do my own investigation.
I looked at the first record while Val had the first person come up. Her name is Gale. I asked her if she had seen anything suspenseful before and on the day of the baby shower. The only person that knows we are looking for the one who spiked the drinks is the person who spiked the drinks. Based on Gale's answers and phone records, she is not the person.
I granted her permission to work in the kitchen again. Next was Ray. He is the head chef again. He cleared. It seems like everyone will be cleared until I get to the last record. Sonya, her phone records are clean, like too clean. There have been no text messages and no call records for the last two weeks. Unless she had no life outside of working in the kitchen, then she must have deleted it all. She left after I asked her questions, and I dismissed her.
"Well care to enlighten us?", Jazz asked.
"It's her Sonya", I say as Val and West growl.
“She wasn’t on the list of people who may have access to animal laxative”, West said.
"How do you know Cleo?", Jazz asked.
"Because of what is there. Her phone records are clean like they have been deleted. And didn't you say she was in charge of making the drinks for the shower", I responded.
“Yeah, but she didn’t make the drinks”, West said.
“He is right we were already told who made the drinks”, Jazz said.
“So where is the person who made the drinks?”, I asked.
“We have no idea. She was at work when we started questioning people. Seems like she is pulling a triple shift”, Jazz said.
"Lack of a phone record is not a reason to sentence someone to death. Which my brother will do if he thinks she is responsible", West said.
"Like Val, hasn't killed for less", Jazz said.
"It's her, she wouldn't look any of us in the eye", I said.
"Which she isn't supposed to look you in the eyes Cleo. It is Ferrer not her. Have you ever had any issues with her?", Jazz asked.
"No, but maybe she is working for the mole", I said.
“They both could”, Valenzano said.
"Okay, we will keep an eye on her phone records and her. She will not be allowed to work near you or any food", West said.
“We will keep an eye on both Sonya and Ferrer”, Valenzano said.
The guys left to let their wolves out to relax, while Jazz and I talk about the ceremony that is closer than I realized. She assured me everything is in place and my day would be perfect. But for some reason, I feel like a storm is coming. The bright side is, in a couple of days I will be Mrs. Pinot and the official Luna of the pack.