Page 143 of Ruthless Court

Directed at me.

I lean against the wall.

One boy drives.

Hannah stops him.

Another takes his place.

She adjusts his stance with the toe of her sneaker.

“Lower.”

He drops.

“Lower.”

He drops again.

“You planning to defend someone or propose to them?”

The kid snorts.

I do too.

Too loud.

One boy turns.

Sees me.

His eyes widen.

Then everyone starts looking.

Hannah follows their stare.

And finds me.

Her entire face changes.

Not pleased.

“What are you doing here?”

I lift one shoulder.

“Got lost.”

“You followed me.”

“I prefer took the scenic route.”

“Kane.”

One of the boys looks between us.

“Wait. Kane Haverhill?”