Page 150 of Forever Relentless

She was right to sound doubtful; I was sure he was just as clumsy with social media as I was.

“No. Not Mason.”

She glowered at me. I could hear the wheels turning and then with a sigh, she sat down. “Hadley?”

I didn’t confirm it.

“You and Hadley?” Briar dropped her head into her hands. “And you got Mason involved?”

“To be fair, he kind of involved himself.”

Her head lifted, and she gave me a flat ‘do not fuck with me’ stare.

I stood for a moment and then closed the distance. “I didn’t ask him to, he volunteered.”

“Of course he did!” She was on her feet again, putting distance between us.

“Why would you and Hadley do this?” Her voice rose.

“Because something needed to happen!” I shouted back. “Have you seen the responses? There are people saying they know. Or they experienced it. It’s what we want!”

“What’s what we want?”

“Accountability!”

She was shaking her head. “No.” She paced back and forth. “This is dangerous. Reckless.” Her hands were in her hair, piling it on top of her head. “Blind arrogance. I’m going to kill him.”

“He hasn’t done anything.”

Another incredulous look, and I decided to let her vent. She took a good five minutes before she stopped pacing, muttering, and glaring at me. Three times she picked up her phone, dropped it, and resumed pacing.

Finally, she stooped, picked up her phone, and pressed a dial.

“Hey sis.”

Shit.

“Why are you texting Noah?”

I winced.

“Which one is Noah?”

I would have admired his balls if I weren’t receiving the death glare from his sister as he spoke.

“The one you texted this morning.” Her voice was flat, cold, and had a clear message of someone who was not to be messed with.

“Uh-huh. And how would you know who I was texting this fine Sunday morning? Unless you were with them.”

She looked down at the phone, he didn’t sound as friendly now.

I gave her a thumbs up and mouthed ‘thanks,’ and she realized in her temper she’d just outed us to her brother.

“Don’t change the subject, Mase.”

“Tell me why you’re with the linebacker this early on a Sunday, Bri, and I won’t.”

When she didn’t say anything, he hung up.