Drake shrugged. “I got genuine concern, that he was looking out for her, but he shut it down fast, so who knows?”

“How’d he get inside the compound?”

“Came over the fence as a leopard. My men swept him up but it wasn’t easy. In the end they used the threat of putting a bullet in the leopard’s head to make him shift. To his credit, he didn’t kill anyone, and he could have. He let that be known. He could have. He doesn’t look worried, Elijah. He didn’t then and he doesn’t now.”

Elijah nodded and headed down the hall to his office, Drake flanking him. Joshua dropped into step behind Drake as they entered the room. It was empty, but the door hidden in the wall was cracked open. Drake took the stairs down to the small interrogation room. The room had no windows, thick walls that were soundproof and was clearly built for intimidation.

Drake hadn’t bothered to cuff Alonzo, and the man paced back and forth in the small room. Joaquin and his brother Tomas, Elijah’s personal bodyguards, both were leaning a casual hip against the wall, neither saying a word, not unusual for them. Joshua closed the thick door softly and leaned against it. Drake stepped to one side, taking the spot by the wall so Alonzo was surrounded. Elijah walked right up to Alonzo.

“Heard you invited yourself to my home,” Elijah greeted.

Alonzo stopped pacing and turned toward him. Up close, the man was scary dangerous. He was built solid. All muscle. Elijah was fairly certain he didn’t have an ounce of fat on him. He’d lived hard, fought hard. It was there in his face, although he was fairly young. Maybe even younger than Elijah, but he’d grown up in a hurry and he’d been around violence all his life. Elijah recognized that trait. Alonzo was comfortable with it. Violence was a friend. He knew that. He lived with it. More, he was aware that all five men in the room with him were leopard. That didn’t appear to faze him in the least.

“Where is she? She tried to phone me and then she didn’t answer when I called her back. I texted her. Nothing. For hours. She wouldn’t try to call me unless she was in trouble.”

He had known Siena had tried to call Alonzo before he got to her and he’d thrown her phone, breaking it. He didn’t blink, his gaze fixed on Alonzo with the focused stare of a leopard. “What exactly is your interest in Siena?” He didn’t ask a question. He was giving a warning, and the way Alonzo’s head came up, his eyes going cat, Elijah knew he got it.

“What the fuck kinda question is that?” Alonzo demanded. He took a step toward Elijah.