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“It’s complicated. Bring Maximoff if you’d like.” He motions for us to exit, and Lo waves his oldest son out the door with us.
Security has crammed the hallway, more than before. Most of SFO are here, especially the rookies. Quinn, Gabe, and Frog try to catch my attention. I divert my gaze and take interest in the ceiling tiles.
Not sure what those three want, but I’m struggling to make most chitchat light and easy. Partly, too, I’m still their cool bodyguard camp counselor, but I felt more like a role model when I flashed my pierced nipples and deep-throated a hot dog at two a.m. than I do today.
Being arrested, even for show, isn’t something I wanna be known for.
I look fully away as a few Epsilon and Alpha bodyguards scrutinize me head-to-toe. Probably wondering where my shirt went.
“What’s with security?” I whisper to Farrow.
He casts a quick glance at Omega. “They’re here because the cops are being pricks.” Off my confusion, he whispers, “They want to throw you back in so you can get more information off your dad.”
Wow. Alright. I want to smoke, but I can’t in a hospital. “Could this night get anymore fucked up?”
Farrow stares right at me in a way that decimates my insides.
It can.
26
PAUL DONNELLY
Farrow bringsthe three of us to a smaller waiting room. Sad in here. Just a magazine rack and five lonely chairs. None of us fill them.
Maximoff hasn’t uncrossed his flexed arms. “You look pissed,” he says. He’s talking to his husband. Farrow does have an angry furrowed brow.
“I want to choke out my colleague right now, soyes, I’m extremely fucking pissed.” He’s scrolling hotly through the electronic tablet. “But first, I need to ask”—he looks up at me—“when you talked to Luna at the row house was she coherent?”
I nod slowly. “Yeah.” I’m frowning. “Why?”
“Did she understand where she was?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
Lo and Maximoff are drilling daggers into me, but I’m trying not to take it personally. That’s her dad. That’s her older brother. Being overly protective is in their DNA, and if I had a daughter or sister, it’d likely be in mine too.
“I need you to be sure,” Farrow says.
I run my fingers through my hair, thinking back in clearer detail. “She could tell me how she fell and hit her head. When I asked her questions, she could answer. She never seemed too confused, just…scared.”
Farrow is typing at rapid speed. “Okay, so she woke up—”
“She woke up?” I jolt, paddles to my heart.
“Jesus, why wouldn’t you start with that?” Lo retorts, about to charge for the door.
“Wait, wait!” Farrow shouts, extending his arm to keep Lo here. “You can’t see her yet.”
Lo goes pale.
“She’s not okay?” Maximoff asks.
“She’sconfusedabout time, and unfortunately…” His glare punctures the door, then the tablet. “My colleague decided to ask Luna if she’d like a rape kit. I wanted to wait until she was in a state where she could consent or at least process this request, but they asked when I wasn’t there. And Luna saidyes.”
My head whirls three-sixty degrees. Why would she ask for a rape kit? She knows they didn’t touch her. She told me they didn’t.
“The results came back two minutes ago,” Farrow says.
