Threshold shift

Chapter 10

"Walk me through it."

Dan Carter, chief of security of Jurassic World and the rest of the island according to the job description, had replaced the late Vic Hoskins. With his arrival a fresh wind had blown through the ranks of the security. He wanted a cooperation between his units and Owen Grady's pack, who were, as he had said, Isla Nublar's very own guard dogs.

Vicious, lethal, unforgiving guards who happened to be extremely territorial.

And their territory was the whole island.

Owen had found the man was not at all like his predecessor, which had been a huge plus, and the pack had accepted him as an ally and a friend.

They had shared more than one beer, had spent more than one evening sitting outside Owen's house, watching the pack.

Now he looked at Owen with a neutral expression as the alpha paced up and down, too much energy coursing through him. Owen had no idea if it was his own, because he hadn't been able to punch Mason Green, or if it was backlash from the pack."Walk me through it."

Dan Carter, chief of security of Jurassic World and the rest of the island according to the job description, had replaced the late Vic Hoskins. With his arrival a fresh wind had blown through the ranks of the security. He wanted a cooperation between his units and Owen Grady's pack, who were, as he had said, Isla Nublar's very own guard dogs.

Vicious, lethal, unforgiving guards who happened to be extremely territorial.

And their territory was the whole island.

Owen had found the man was not at all like his predecessor, which had been a huge plus, and the pack had accepted him as an ally and a friend.

They had shared more than one beer, had spent more than one evening sitting outside Owen's house, watching the pack.

Now he looked at Owen with a neutral expression as the alpha paced up and down, too much energy coursing through him. Owen had no idea if it was his own, because he hadn't been able to punch Mason Green, or if it was backlash from the pack.

He finally stopped.

"Soda?" Grady offered.

"As long as you don't stall."

"Not stalling. I need something to drink."

Carter accepted a soda, then nodded at Owen. "Go."

And Owen told him what had happened.

Dan was silent when he was done, blue-gray eyes cool, expression unreadable.

"Alright."

Grady raised his eyebrows. "Alright?"

Carter shrugged. "I got your statement. I got Barry's. Dundee was there to witness most of it. That girl, Patricia, told me a few things already. I'll have the videos. I have the logs from the gates."

"Alright," Owen echoed, a humorless smile lifting a corner of his mouth.

The security cameras surveilling the raptor paddock had been mandatory with the arrival of the students. He would keep them, but the material wouldn't be streamed directly to the control center. It would be stored on the servers that also saved the restricted area's camera feeds.

"Do me a favor, Owen, keep a low profile for now."

He raised an eyebrow. "What." It wasn't a question.

"Give me twenty-four hours. Then you and the pack can go run. That's the time I need to comb through the material and talk to every witness again."