Jamir walks into the building with a grim face. He spots his old friend lounging in the back corner. Mr. Kincaid smiles when he spots Jamir. Waving him over to the table. He joins his friend at the table. "Jamir, it's been twenty years. What have you been up to?"

Jamir smiles at his old friend. Has it really been that long? Guess that's good considering what the visits involved. "Oh, just keeping the family in line. You know how it goes when your clan leader."

Mr. Kincaid gives a wry smile. "Oh, please. The job was meant for you. Now, I have a inkling of why you are here." Jamir raises an eyebrow, and feigns an innocent look. Kincaid waves a hand at him. "Not going to work on me, young man." Giving a half smile. He fixes his jacket, as he asks his next question. "It has something to do with the beautiful Ruby Ruthless being turned were, and her new found rage for a certain clan leader?"

Jamir takes a seat before counting the conversation. "I've always wondered how you found out things, but from the smell that clings into the air. I know she was here. I need you to give the information you gave her."

Mr. Kincaid shakes his head. "Can't do that without reason, sir. Not even as an order from my clan leader."

Jamir sighs. "I knew you would say that. I've got two." Kincaid gives him a warning look, and Jamir scans the room. Spotting two suspicious characters watching them from a few tables away. Jamir measures his words carefully, and uses the code he came up for situations just like this. "A mutual friend sent me to check in on her."

Kincaid nods understanding the hint about her friends. "Good to know that someone like her can make friends." Jamir smiled at the jab about her past. Enemies lurk everywhere in this world for her. The girl in red had a mark on her back as big as a whale. How she was able to get out was beyond him?

Jamir runs a hand through his ivory hair. "The other you understand better than most." He watched his friends eyes widen in surprise. "Yap, old man. Gonna help me out?"

Kincaid nods his head, and gets up from the table. "We'll go to a more private room to discuss this further." He sends a signal to the men at the door about the two men that watched them. They went into a room lined with foam material to prevent the possibly of people over hearing. "Now, do you know for sure?"

Jamir grimaces at the question. "Look, her smell was all over her two friends, and her house. I remember the story you told about when you met yours. That's not the only thing." Kincaid frowns at the phrase. He hated bad news. "Ray and Kyle are her friends soulmate."

Mr. Kincaid mouth pops open, and Jamir almost laughed at the his friends loss of composure. The old man was known for his stoic personality, but had grown a little softer since he met Fay. Kincaid straightens his jacket to recompose himself. "That's extremely unusual given the rarity of it. Do Noir and Brittany know about the soulmate pairing caused by the gene?"

Jamir shrugs his shoulders. "I'm not sure. I left Ella in charge of them, and signed Ray and Kyle to be their mentors. Ella's even better at taming those two than I am." He chuckles a little before continuing. "How do you know their names?"

Kincaid stiffens, than sighs heavily. "Might as well tell you since she might one day. My brother is the one that brought her into this dark world, and turned her into Ruby Ruthless. After he passed away, I took it upon myself to check on her occasionally. Heard all about the people who excepted everything about her. Including her past."

Jamir starts laughing hysterically. "Old man. Things are starting to click into place."

Kincaid looks confused. "What do you mean?"

Jamir claps a hand on his shoulder. "The gene picks those who are worthy. Isn't that what you told me?" Kincaid nods, but still looked confused. "She spent most of her life around your brother who was a were. Don't you think there are too many coincidences happening?"

Kincaid face flooded with astonishment. "She was singled out on purpose. Someone knows her connection to me which leads to you."

Jamir nods his head. "We need to find out who was in charge of bringing her in."

Kincaid moves to a computer at the back of the room. "Luckily, I thought that info would interest our vengeful Ruth." He types away on the keyboard. "Here it is. The file I found on him. His name is Robert Hurtz."

Anger flowed through Jamir's veins when he heard that traitors name. "You mean the ass whole that killed your brother after becoming one of Ian's minions."

Kincaid's own anger showed on his face. "Yes. Why didn't I pay attention when I handed her the data? Damn it." He grabs Jamir's shoulder, as realization hit his face. "He's the one that tortured her."

Jamir froze, as those words sank in. No. That crazy bastard did not. Anger. Fuming. Hot. Intense anger. Flooded his senses, as he spewed the next words. "Old man. I need that info now, and were the closest location is."

Mr. Kincaid didn't argue, as he typed away on the computer to pull the data again. He hands a PDA to Jamir. "Do me a favor Jamir?" He pauses waiting for Jamir's confirmation. "Bring her back at any cost. Not as Ruby Ruthless, but as Ruth Reynolds. My beloved step niece. Please."

Jamir nods his head. "That I can do." He walks over to a table full of gadgets. "May I?" He looks at Kincaid, as he nods his head. Jamir grabs a light back pack, and stuffs it full. Grenades, a pair of pistols, throwing knifes, winged suit, and a knife the length of his forearm. He starts to walk out the room when Kincaid calls his name.

He tosses him a spyglass. "Take that. You'll be able to pair with hers when you get close enough."

Jamir smiles at him. "Thanks, old friend. I'll see after I clean this mess up." He walks out the building, and back out to the street. He scrolls through the locations, and picks the one closest to where he was. Knowing she wouldn't want to waste time taking down Ian's empire. He walks to the car he rented once he realized that running around in tiger form was not the smartest idea. After climbing inside, he ignites the engine to take off. He rolls down the windows trying to catch her scent on the breeze. Hopefully soon he will be face to face with her.