Major Concerns :: Pierce & Nathaniel
He hadn't known where to find the Alpha's slave, but he knew that a starting point would be at the Dominion, where he'd last seen him. It had been late at night, much like it was now. Hopefully, the Alpha's secretary had gone home and Pierce was working. He strolled into the Dominion, walking the path that was beginning to become familiar to him until he came across Pierce. At least he was there, and Nathaniel didn't have to waste precious time looking for him.
"We need to speak again," he said. He placed a folder in front of the wolf. "I have a concern I wish to speak with you about. Testimonies that make me concerned that the Beta is exacerbating the situation at hand. I know it isn't my place to question him, but I was given orders to handle the matter, and I'm leaving nothing to chance. In addition to these written records, have recorded audio documentation from the slave at the center of the matter that connects the Beta to a particular offense that revolves around a particular slave girl." Nathaniel tapped his fingers on the folder. "This is no longer about Calen. It's barely even about Shuck at this point. Covaire thrives on the slave trading industry and without the ability to maintain order, there's bound to be some backlash. I'm concerned much bigger problems may come from this."
Nathaniel tried to look collected, but he was exhausted. Everything was beginning to wear him thin. Kennedy had agreed to focusing more on the Chateau, but he was too late to help Nathaniel in this matter. And Freeman's refusal to get involved proved that he was even more alone. It was his burden to carry. He was underprepared. The stress was beginning to get to him. Perhaps he was going a bit insane with the lack of rest and proper support. He had no guidance. Not a single ounce of it. And he knew that this could wind up very, very badly. He was walking on thin ice. "Please, Pierce. We all age slowly here, and if the problem isn't fixed, it can ruin a lot over time. Perhaps in the distant future, but in our lives, that future is just a second away. I know I may be paranoid, and I may be stupid, but nothing means more to me than this city. It's my home, and I'd die for it. Please."
