"Calm down, Alex," Clover said. "You have to be careful so you don't open your incision."

Alex chewed on her bottom lip, her heart was racing as she quickly settled back down. She glanced up to look at her blonde friend. At this point, the wheels in Alex's mind were spinning fast. Sam placed a finger to her chin, she was wrapping her thoughts around all of this.

"You mentioned that his father was behind this," Sam replied. "Do you know his name?"

All Alex did was shake her head. Alex did understand what they were going up against, thanks to William explaining it to her.

"I don't," Alex replied. "But, Will told me some valuable information that might give us a potential lead to his father's identity and to the other members of the cult."

"What did he tell you?" Jerry asked.

"The family cult has been going on for years, it didn't start with Will's father."

"Who started it then?" Clover questioned.

"Will's great-grandfather, Waylon Reads," Alex answered. "The deepest secrets of the "Reads" family cult must be passed down by a male heir."

"And William wants nothing to do with it," Sam replied.

Alex nodded.

"What happens if they scar the face?" Clover asked.

"Regrection, they now must suffer for their transgressions," answered Alex.

"Do they scar those who accept to be a part of the cult?" Jerry questioned.

"Their biceps," replied Alex.

"What does it mean if your chest has been incisioned?" Sam asked.

That question made Alex's face flush a faint shade of red.

"I-It's used on females, it's to mark that you have been chosen as a mate for a male in the Reads family," Alex answered. "Or someone in the cult."

"Your mate," Sam paused. "Is it William?"

Alex blushed a deeper shade of red. She gave a slight nod as an answer.

"Why is his father all of the sudden targeting innocent people that have nothing to do with his family?" Clover questioned, placing a hand on her hip.

"There's no one left in the Reads family to target," Sam answered.

"That isn't a bad assumption, Sam," Jerry said.

"I second the motion," Alex agreed.

There was a beeping sound coming from Jerry's pocket. He reached inside and pulled out the cleaned compowder that belonged to Alex. Everyone turned their attention to him as he answered it. The voice on the call spooked all of WOOHP, it haunted Alex however.

"I know you logged into my computer, agents," a man's voice spoke. "You are right on our trail."

"Reads, surrender at once," warned Jerry.

"Do you think it will be that easy?" He questioned.

"Father, please! Listen to them!" A younger man's voice came through.

That was a voice Alex knew too well.

"Will!" She screamed.

"Quiet," Reads replied. "Don't worry. He's not going to get hurt. Unless YOU come yourself, Alex."

"In the condition she's in?" Clover questioned.

"A physician such as yourself should know that would be physically impossible," added Sam.

"Pretty clever, Spies," Reads laughed. "I shouldn't have expected anything less from you. I'm sure you know that we haven't left Montana yet."

"Oh, I am way more than sure!" Clover replied, really wanting to kick his butt.

"We will meet soon," the man said before the call went dead.

Jerry then closed the compowder before he handed it to Alex. He sighed as he looked at both Sam and Clover.

"Since we can't have Alex come with us," Clover began. "What are we going to do?"

"I might have a suggestion," a familiar female voice said.