**Razor**
"Are you certain the bastard was at this hotel?" I asked Dean, my eyes flicking to the entrance of the hotel, a sleek, modern building that stood out amongst the others.
"Yes, sir," Dean replied, his voice a little tense with urgency. "The CCTV captured Damon leaving. Chris and the guys are trying to locate him right now."
"I can't believe they missed that bastard again," I muttered, my anger boiling. Damon had evaded us too many times already. It was time to put an end to this.
I climbed into the car, Dean following suit, and we sped off towards Alpha Elon's house. Elon was one of the stupid alphas who had betrayed Upperville, siding with the damn Dead Man Mafia.
As we approached Elon's house, I felt a surge of surprise. I won't lie; I didn't expect him to have the guts to return here after everything he had done. After betraying our city to the fucking Mafia.
