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I was no stranger to the death rays of our manager, but she was also a fair…boss? Did we have bosses? Well, we had contracts, so I guess kind of. And I’d barely been out of probation when my less-than-stellar past had come out to bite me.
“I’ll do it from my house.”
I shook my head.
“No way. You guys are going to tell me what the heck is going on. I’m not some sheltered kid.”
Zane’s shoulders sagged. “Can we do this in the car at least?”
“Yes.” Cooper hit the remote in his pocket and the locks disengaged. He opened my door.
I resisted the urge to tell him I could get in the car myself. That was just me being catty.
“You. Hang on a second.” He pointed at Zane and went to the trunk. He came back with a thick, scratchy-looking blanket and spread it out on the backseat before he held his arm out for Zane. “Roll down the window.”
“You’re a hateful human,” Zane muttered.
“I love my car. And you smell like a three-week bender with Oz at his cabin.”
Zane gave himself a sniff and wrinkled his nose. “Fair.” Then he climbed in.
We all rolled down our windows, and Cooper flicked on the fan.
Zane leaned forward and tapped my shoulder. “Can I use your phone?”
Great, I’d be the one who looked like I had to call Lila. With a half sigh, I unlocked the screen and handed him my phone.
“Should we talk about what you’re going to tell her first?” Cooper asked as he backed down the alleyway to another side street.
He knew Brooklyn as well as a native. In fact, he’d showed me hideyholes I didn’t know of, and I lived there.
“I don’t have any freaking details to tell her. I can’t remember jack.” Zane toyed with my phone.
I turned around. “Nothing?”
He slid his gaze to me then away. “Yeah.”
I turned my attention to Cooper, who was staring stonily through the windshield.
“Want to give me a clue?”
“It’s supposition,” he snapped.
“You’re a lawyer now?” My voice rose. I was trying not to flip out, but I hated when people lied to me.
“Look, it’s just a guess. And we have no proof. Well, except that Z has absolutely no recollection about last night, and he only had two drinks.”
I twisted to face Zane. “Are you sure?”
He nodded. “Just a beer and a mixed drink.”
I frowned. “You aren’t much for those.”
“No.” He swallowed. “It was the one on the table that Cooper got.”
There was white noise in my head for a full minute. “Wait, my drink? Those drinks are mostly sugary something with a bit of rum. That shouldn’t do anything to you.”
“No. It shouldn’t.” Cooper’s voice was flat and hard.
