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“And if you weren’t the one spying on the other members, we need to know who was,” Beck continued. “Who’s the driver?”
I wanted to stay pressed against him forever, but I made myself step away from Kieran so I could turn and face Beck. “I already told Kieran, I don’t know his name. He’s never spoken a word to me. Between when Mickey requested I help him and a couple days ago, I’ve only ever seen the driver. The driver finds me, hands me a phone, and I talk to Mickey.”
“Can you describe him?”
“He looks like someone brought him back from the dead,” I said immediately. “His eyes . . . it’s like he can kill you with a look alone. A lot of tattoos. He’s maybe Mickey’s age, but his skin looks like it belongs to someone ancient.”
Beck cursed. “Not Lucas Holt.”
“Who?”
Kieran just shook his head.
“Someone we’d thought we were looking for,” Beck explained. “So, our ghost is no ghost, but a zombie that’s good at hiding. I thought you were checking Mickey’s phone.”
“I am,” Kieran said with frustration.
“Phones,” I interjected. When the boys didn’t respond, I continued uncertainly. “He has two cell phones. I saw them today.”
From the look that passed between Kieran and Beck, they hadn’t known about the second.
“The driver is who you’ve been looking for? The one charged to kill Conor . . . and you?” I asked Kieran carefully. When Beck made a sound of confirmation, I let out a frustrated laugh. “And you haven’t been able to find him?”
“Ghost,” Kieran said, like their name for him had been lost on me.
“He’s not hard to find. Mickey has him watching my every move. I haven’t gone anywhere in weeks without him showing up.” I gestured to the front door and said, “If I walked off this property, he’d come to me soon enough. Especially now. Mickey warned me not to leave.”
The boys exchanged a look for a few seconds, and then Beck said, “It’s our best chance. You know it is.”
Kieran was shaking his head. “There has to be another way.”
“We haven’t been able to find him. If we don’t kill him . . .”
“You want me to leave so he’ll come for
me?” I asked.
“Yes,” Beck said at the same time Kieran growled, “No.”
“I can’t.” My stomach clenched and terror seized me as a moment from this afternoon flashed through my mind. “Mickey said he’d bring my mom to me. I can’t make him mad.”
Both guys were silent for so long I nearly begged them to say something.
“Jessica,” Kieran finally whispered. “He’s not.”
It felt like the floor tilted under me. “What? How do you . . . What do you . . . Why?”
He reached for me, latching on to my wrist to pull me into his arms. “The only thing Mickey has over you is your mom. The only way he’s able to control you and make you do anything is by keeping your mom from you. He’s not going to bring her to you.”
He has to.
For her . . . everything in my life had been for her.
It was the only reason I’d let that disgusting piece of shit touch me.
I had to get her back. I couldn’t lose my mom too.
My heart skipped painfully. “I have to . . . I have to find her. I have to get her back. He’s going to kill her.”
