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“How are we supposed to do that?” Matteo asked. “The guy’s a moron, but he’s not going to just tell us everything.”
Sophia’s cheeks pinkened as she looked at me, and I sighed, almost sure that I knew what she was thinking.
“Me,” I said. “I’m going to have to be the bait.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-SIX
“Can we talk for a minute?” I asked Carla.
After our discussion at the coffee shop, Sophia, Matteo, and Luca had gone their separate ways, leaving Carla and I to have an awkward walk back home. We were silent the entire time.
Carla released a heavy sigh, and I knew that she didn’t want to talk. She’d gone quiet while the table discussed what she’d said about acting as bait for Caleb. Sophia and I had been firmly against the plan, while Luca and Matteo had been spinning ideas for how to entrap Caleb.
One thing that I would always say about the two of them was that they loved trouble.
“I don’t know if there is anything for us to talk about. I haven’t decided what I want to do about Caleb.”
A part of me wondered why that was. Did Carla still have feelings for him? After all, he was her first love.
The idea made me want to take this entire situation in my own hands, and make sure that Caleb left New York for good.
“Don’t look at me like that.” Carla sighed as she spoke. “I don’t have to explain myself to you.”
“I wasn’t asking you too. I just don’t get why you want to keep him safe.”
Her lips turned into a frown. “I don’t.”
“But?”
Carla frustrated me, and I took a deep breath. I knew I needed to keep ahold of my control. When Carla and I went at it, no one won, and there was too much at stake right now.
“But I can’t just go around accusing people of murder. Sophia is right. I don’t have any real evidence.”
“You said that you remembered him being there that night.” Carla dropped that bombshell at the table, and while Matteo and Luca agreed with Sophia that Carla’s memories of that night couldn’t be trusted, I knew her. She wouldn’t have voiced her suspicions if she wasn’t sure.
“And as Matteo and the cops love to remind everyone, I was high as a kite.”
I blew out a frustrated breath. “On drugs that Caleb gave you,” I reminded her. “If you were at a club, why would he want you incapacitated? Even if he wasn’t involved with what happened with your mother and brother’s death, then that at least shows he’s not a good guy.”
“I think we can agree that Caleb isn’t a saint.” I could hear that Carla was becoming more and more frustrated as she spoke. At the coffeeshop, she’d been even-keeled. I’d been shocked at how she’d opened up to everyone.
Now, I was starting to realize it was only me she liked to hide all parts of herself from.
“But you and I know why I can’t just go around accusing people of murder.”
Her blue eyes looked at me intensely, and I knew why she was hesitant to say anything. If her father thought there was even the smallest bit of truth to what she was saying, he would likely kill the Strongs.
“But your father isn’t here.”
She snorted. “Don’t be naïve, you and I both know that your father reports back everything to him, and I’m sure that you report everything to your father.” There was a note of sarcasm in her tone. “After all, wasn’t that the agreement?”
“No.” I wasn’t lying. My father never asked me to tell him anything about Carla. I think he assumed that she would just do what was expected of her, and she had.
But Carla didn’t want to listen to that. “No, you weren’t told by your father to watch me?”
“No,” I said. “My father did not ask me to report back on you.”
She laughed sardonically. “So, you were just tasked with watching me?” She shook her head. “Must have been boring.”
