Serurora’s POV.
A chilling silence falls over the room and we all stare at my little brother Mika. Mika is twelve years old and prefers code and his computers to our family drama. Granted, he is a genius. I mean at four he could strip down a PC, clean it and reassemble it, at five he was building his own computers, at six he created our security programme and now six years on, he can access secure files on anyone and everyone on the planet.
He and Kai Angel’s brother run rings around dad Luc and uncle Jax.
“Are you sure?” I ask my little brother and he nods his head, pushing his glasses up his nose.
“Yes, I’m positive. I traced the IP address of the person who ordered the hit on Alexei and followed the trail. When you go on the internet, it leaves a digital footprint. Even after you e
