I nodded.“They aren’t in my apartment.”
Twister folded his arms.“Where are they?”
The question came easily, but my answer didn’t.Every instinct I’d developed over the last few months screamed at me not to tell anyone.
Not yet.
These people had saved my life, fed me, given me a place to sleep, and protected me, but trust wasn’t something I could manufacture overnight.“They’re someplace safe.”
Twister held my gaze.“Where?”
I didn’t answer.
Swift leaned back in his chair.“I’ll give her this.”
Everyone looked his way.
“Making copies was smart.”He looked at me.“Most people would’ve kept everything in one place.”
“I almost did.”
“But you didn’t.”
“No.”
Twister wasn’t finished.
“Goldie.”I met his eyes again.“Where are they?”
Before I could answer, Wheels spoke.“We don’t need to know.”Every head turned toward him.He shrugged.“We’ve got one complete set.”
Twister’s gaze shifted to him.“And what happens if something happens to ours?”Nobody answered.“What happens,” Twister continued, “if this clubhouse burns down tonight?”Silence.“What happens if The Ledger somehow gets their hands on the copies we’ve got?”He looked back at me.“And yours get found too?”
“They won’t,” I answered without hesitation.“No one will find them.”
Twister studied me for several long seconds.He clearly wasn’t happy with that answer, but after a moment, he simply nodded once.“We’ll come back to it.”
I appreciated that more than I expected.
He could’ve ordered me or demanded it.Instead, he let it go for now.
Tempi slapped her palm against the tabletop.“Well.”Everyone looked at her.“I think it’s time for a drink.”
Twister looked over.“Nobody’s getting drunk.”
Britta grinned.“Speak for yourself.”
Swift groaned.“Oh boy.”
Britta stood.“It’s the perfect time to have one drink with Goldie and actually get to know her.”She looked at the men around the table.“You guys are the ones who need to stay sharp.”
Tempi stood too.“We’re just making her feel welcome.”
Swift looked at Britta.“Britta.”
She leaned down and kissed him quickly.“I promise it’ll only be a drink or two.”
Hodge snorted.“I think she means six.”