The front door opened, and Maddox stepped in.
“He’s sleeping,” I told Maddox when he walked over to get the baby from Colt.
“I’ll put him in his crib. Then I have something to share.”
While he took Oliver to his bed, I made a quick call to the electric company, wanting to catch them before the end of the business day. They promised to have the electricity at the old homestead turned on by the following morning.
I’d just disconnected when Maddox returned, calling Laura and David to join us.
“What’s going on?” I asked when everyone was seated.
“Carter told me a couple of things. The good news is that that he, Jackson, and the girls are coming to visit this weekend.”
“Really?” David asked excitedly.
“Awesome!” Ben said.
“And the bad news?” I asked Maddox.
“Remember how the FBI planned to investigate the ODA?”
Ben looked questioningly at David, who said, “They’re the guys who were looking for you and who keep coming here to bother us. The Omega Detection Agency.”
“The SOS wasn’t sure if they trusted the FBI agents involved,” Laura said. “After all, it’s just another government agency. They were going to keep an eye on what was going on.”
“Right,” Maddox said. “The FBI sent a beta to work in the office—ORCRO, I think it’s called. And an omega who wasunregistered to be the target. Well, yesterday the beta reported that the omega has disappeared.”
“Wait a minute,” I said. “I didn’t realize that’s what they meant when they said they were putting an omega in as a mole. They had to have known something like this could happen!”
“I didn’t either, but I should have. What else could they mean?”
“What they needed was someone already affiliated with the government who could spy for them,” Maddox said. “Not that that would be easy to get.”
“Where the hell did they find an omega to use?” I asked.
“Nobody in the SOS could get that information,” Maddox said.
“I’ll just bet,” I grumbled.
“Since Jackson’s been wanting to visit us, and Laura is already here, they thought they’d come out.” Maddox looked at Laura. “He said he texted you earlier about staying. I guess that’s why you cancelled your flight tomorrow?”
Laura nodded.
We headed to the kitchen to eat, discussing the situation through the meal.
Later, as Colt, Ben, and I got into bed, Ben said, “I have a question.”
“What about?” Colt asked, pulling the covers up over them and rolling to look at Ben, who was lying between us.
“Maddox said what the FBI needs is an omega to spy on the government. But we now see what a danger that is to the omega. So, what about an omega who isn’t in danger of being killed?”
“Who would that be?” I asked, frowning. “They seem to be killing them all off or at least sending them somewhere where they’re never seen again.”
“I was thinking of the one omega we know who has been exposed to the government and not been killed, threatened, or disappeared.”
Colt figured it out first.
“Trey,” he said.