Page 223 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“She knew.”

“Maybe.”

“She knew.”

“I heard.”

“Why?”

Ronan looked toward the closed blinds.

“Could be connected to Mason.”

“No.”

“What?”

“If Mason had evidence tied to North Ridge, police would have searched it weeks ago.”

“Unless they did.”

Elliot stopped. That possibility sat heavily. Ronan continued.

“Maybe they found something there during Mason’s investigation and never released it.”

Elliot considered that. Could be. Or something involving Lucas. Or the mask. Or— No. He needed to stop thinking like someone who already knew the answers. Ronan watched.

“You’re doing it.”

“What?”

“Going somewhere in your head.”

Elliot smiled faintly.

“Psychology homework.”

“Not funny anymore.”

The smile disappeared.

“No.”

Silence settled. Then Ronan sat beside him. Their knees touched. Neither moved away.

“You really went there with Mason?”

“Yes.”

“And Lucas?”

“Yes.”

“Dylan?”

“Yes.”

“You never mentioned that.”