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"All the better to break the law with," I said with a smirk. "That is what we're doing, right? It's the reason why you called me, because you know none of the others would think twice about stopping you from doing something this stupid. So, tell me, what idiotic thing are we doingtonight?"
"Just a little breaking and entering," he answered, putting his hand on the wheel and pullingaway.
"If we go to jail," I said, pulling my messages up on my phone and clicking on one of the guys. "I doubt any of them will bail you out." Texas would be the least angry, but they all needed to know what was happening and Ihadwarned Grayson I would tell them, so I typed in all their names—Knix, Bellamy, Marv, and Texas—before wording a text to tell them about what Grayson was doing. My fingers hovered over the screen. "But for the sake of need to know—because I need to know—where exactly are we breaking andentering?"
Grayson shot me a quick smirk that didn't reach his eyes. "GreenwoodRehab."
I blinked. "Ofcourse."
Harlow:Grayson called me. He's going to B&E Greenwood. Going withhim.
Just before I pressed send, Grayson turned sharply, and the phone tumbled out of my hand, sliding down into the crevice between the console and the seat. I glared at him, but he kept his gaze trainedforward.
"You did that on purpose," Isnapped.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The smirkremained.
"Asshole," I said, digging down into the tiny space available, searching blindly for thephone.
"You might have to wait until we get there to get it," he saidhelpfully.
"I told you I was going to tellthem!"
"Yeah, well, you can't blame me for wanting to keep them in the dark as long as possible. Can't have them stopping us before we getstarted."
"What are you hoping to find at Greenwood?" I demanded. "Do you really think they'd be stupid enough to hide evidencethere?"
Grayson flicked a look at me. "Of course they have evidence there," he said as if it was obvious. "Everyone knows that the best place to hide evidence is in plainsight."
I shook my head. "You'recrazy."
He shrugged. "It's true, besides—I thought you wanted to findErika."
"I do!" I gritted my teeth, glaring at him. The next time he took a corner a little too sharply, my shoulder slammed into the door and I realized I hadn't buckled in. I reached for the seatbelt and snapped it in place before returning my glare to his face. "I do want to find Erika," I repeated. "But I also don't want to put her in any more danger. What do you think would happen if they caught us looking for her in Greenwood Rehab? Iknowthey won't have her there. So, why would I want to golooking?"
"How do you know?" Graysonasked.
"What?" I blinked,confused.
"How do you know they won't be holding your friend atGreenwood?"
"Well, I...It would be just...stupid to hide someone there, wouldn'tit?"
Grayson shrugged. "You tell me," he said. "Is it? Where else would they takeher?"
I thought about it for a moment. "No, she can't be there." But I wasn't sosure.
"It can't hurt to try, though. It's better than doingnothing."
I turned my head to look at him. The street lights filtered into the dark interior of the car, flashing across his face every few seconds before his expression was, once again, shrouded by shadows. I bit my lip, wondering if he was right. If I was being honest, yeah, I wasn't completely, 100% comfortable with how the job was progressing. Other than finally finding Josh—which had been all Texas and Grayson—it felt like nothing we had done so far was good. Especially me. I hadn't done anything tocontribute.
"Are you still going to tell them?" Grayson asked after awhile.
I nodded. "Yeah, but it can wait until we're already there." That answer seemed to appease him and when we finally pulled into the parking lot of the Greenwood Rehabilitation Facility, Grayson appeared far more stable when I finally dug my phone out and sent the textmessage.
"Leave your phone in the car," hesaid.
I shook my head. "They'llworry."
