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Grey’s jaw tensed as he shut off the ignition. “Where the fuck is she going to go?” he asked, and it was odd seeing this side to him. Ever since that night out at the warehouse, something in Grey has shifted. Hardened. He wasn’t who I originally thought he was.
Not their weakest link. Not by a longshot.
Though that’s what he’d have you think.
Corvus lifted his head from resting on his knuckles to give Grey an appraising look.
“She’s not to be out of our sight.”
“There’s nothing for miles,” Rook chimed in. “She could run as far as she wanted in any direction and we’d find her in half a minute.”
He wasn’t wrong. The terrain here was desert-like. A flat expanse of hard packed, hot dirt with the odd shrub or stunted tree jutting up from the cracked earth. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to run to.
Corv’s jaw flexed, but he didn’t reply.
Guess that meant I was playing servant.
Though the prospect of being alone without any of them to shadow me, for even five minutes, felt like anything but a punishment.
Grey removed his seatbelt with a sigh. “I’ll go with her.”
“You won’t,” Rook snapped, cutting his brother a meaningful look before his expression levelled back out. “She’s got this. What’ll it be, Brother? Clubhouse?”
Grey’s brows lowered, his lips pressing together as he considered his brother.
Was I missing something?
“Yeah,” Grey replied. “With fries and gravy.”
“Corv?” Rook asked, expectant.
“Not hungry.”
“He’ll have whatever looks the least greasy.”
“I said I’m not fucking hungry.”
“Ignore him. He’ll be less of a hangry grump once I’ve stuffed dinner down his throat.”
I bit back a laugh as Corvus growled quietly to himself, his jaw grinding.
I slipped out the door, but Rook stopped me. His rough fingers slipping around my wrist, making me shudder internally. “Don’t forget your ice cream, Ghost.”
He slipped a small wad of bills into my hand and released me. “Oh, and I’ll be needing you to leave your phone with me.”
A bolt of ice struck low in my gut. “Why? I probably don’t even have service here.”
A lie. I did have service, and I fully intended to make a call while I was alone inside. I needed a better bug. The one I’d planted in the knotted wood beneath the kitchen window at the Nest was a fucking dud. It barely lasted more than twenty-four hours after the second charge. Useless. I needed the good shit. The kind Kit’s contact could get for me. If I made it worth his while, I was willing to bet I could even get him to drive it out to me at Briar Hall.
Rook’s devilish grin told me he knew exactly what I’d been plotting. Or at least, that I’d been plottingsomething.
He held his hand outstretched, the tough leather of his palm flat and expectant.
My jaw clenched as I slid the phone from my pocket and dropped it into his hand.
“Fine.”
He closed his fingers around it and nodded. I reassured myself that there was nothing they could do with it here in the middle of nowhere, without a computer and the proper cords to bypass my password and hack into the device’s backup drives.
