“Give me the name of the werewolf that hired you.”
“I don’t know. Only Ken worked with one of his kind, a man.”
“And why was there a hit placed on Emma York?”
“What the fuck do I care?” He spat out. “I just took the assignment.”
Steele donned his jeans. “Sweetie, it’s my turn to interrogate.”
Gaby took out her phone to record the conversation. “Go for it.”
Tomlin eyed the recorder and shook his head. “I’m only the middleman.”
Steele narrowed his eyes. “New leader and head research veterinarian for Project Sabertooth doesn’t sound like a middleman to me.” He glanced at Gaby. “Does it?”
She scoffed. “Most certainly not.”
Steele met his eyes. “You will answer each question truthfully.”
Tomlin nodded. “Yes.”
“Who hired you to assassinate the werewolves on Wildwood Island?”
“A werewolf, but he never gave us his name. He wired four million dollars to our account in the Bahamas.”
“A man, not a woman?”
Gaby wrinkled her brow. Naturally, Kiara would send one of her men to arrange the kill. If it was her.
“I only saw just the one man. He was big. Wore sunglasses, but when he took them off and told me what to do, I obeyed.”
“And you sent Ken?”
“Yes, he too was made to obey.”
“So the werewolf went with him to Wildwood Island?”
“Yes.”
Steele glanced at Gaby then back to the wolf-hypnotized man. “Did they plant evidence to frame Gaby?”
He nodded. “At first, our job was to kill the two women on the island and all their guards, but…”
“What?”
“Before we left, we were ordered to add Gaby’s scent from a scarf to Ken’s clothing. To make it look like she had come with him.”
“Ordered by the same man or rather werewolf?”
“Yes.”
Gaby’s heart raced. She recorded his confession, but was it enough evidence to free her from the accusation? They went to a lot of trouble to add her scent to the scene.
“Close your eyes and sleep until I wake you,” said Steele.
Instantly, Tomlin closed his eyes and dropped his head in sleep.
Gaby stopped the recording. “Any chance this will clear my name?”