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“I’m telling you, Rhode,” Deacon went on. “They’re always all over each other.”
“No kidding,” I muttered, biting my bottom lip.
“And another thing… you know that the other houses have moved past the Saints… and why? Thanks to Bishop. Think about it. He lost that game for us. He’s the one who is responsible for us losing. And then at the party? Come on. He set us up.”
I nodded as it all sunk in. I leaned back against the car as it all became so clear. “Damn,” I whispered. “You’re right. Everything does point to Bishop.”
“I’m glad to finally see you come around, Rhode. You had me worried there.”
“Bishop,” I said, still reeling from the revelation. “Why didn’t I see it before?”
“Don’t be too hard on yourself,” Deacon said. “It took me a while to put it all together, too. But now… now that I’ve seen it… I can’t unsee it.”
“I know what you mean.”
“So, now,” Deacon said. “Now that you know, what are you going to do?”
“My being out of the House of Saints makes things complicated. I’m limited in what I can do from here. But I’ll tell you this, I will not let that traitor take over the Saints. Never.”
“Good.”
“Don’t worry, Deacon. I’ll be back on campus soon enough… and when I get back. Damn. There’s going to be hell to pay. Bishop is not going to know what hit him.”
Chapter2
Brook
It’d been a long afternoon. Rector’s sudden departure had left everyone with too many questions; questions that we didn’t really want to answer.
After roaming the frat house rather aimlessly for an hour, I wandered into the kitchen hoping to find something to eat.
“Oh,” Deacon said as he came in right behind me. “I didn’t know you were here.”
“Are you avoiding me?” I said, caught off guard by his standoffish demeanor. I opened the box of doughnuts that was on the counter and pulled a honey glazed one out.
“No,” he said with a shrug. “I guess I’m just not really in the mood to talk to anyone.”
Bishop walked in. “Oh,” he said, in a manner very similar to that of Deacon. “You guys are here.”
“Actually,” I said as I bit into my doughnut and turned to face them both. “I think it’s time we stopped hiding and we faced the situation head on.”
“Rector is gone,” Bishop said. “There’s nothing much that we can do about that now.”
“People are talking,” Deacon said. “Some of them saw him leave and they don’t know why.”
“It’s none of their business,” Bishop said.
“What do you think, Brook?” Deacon shot at me.
I looked at him. “I think that we need to make an official announcement before the rumor mill takes over. We’ll tell them that Rector had to leave due to irregularities in the last football game and that Bishop is going to temporarily take over.”
“Irregularities?” Deacon said. His arrogantly cocked brow told me that he didn’t approve of my take on the situation.
“I don’t think there’s really any reason to bring the party… the girls… and… you know… into the mix. All they need to know is that he is gone for a while and things will be very well taken care of by Bishop.” Beaming I turned to Bishop. “Right?”
A little taken aback by my sudden endorsement of him, he grinned and finally nodded. “Yes. Absolutely. I was a little nervous at first when Rector made the announcement, but… Yeah. I’m ready. I’m more than ready.”
“I’m glad to hear it,” I said, putting my hand to his shoulder. “Now. Who is going to go tell everyone to come and join us in the living room? I think we need to have everyone there to hear the news.”
