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“Shut the bloody fuck up,” Tav hissed at Murph. “Go inside,” he said to me. “I’ll deal with this.”
As I started toward the door of the trailer, Murph stormed after me again, but Tav grabbed him and flung him.
“Leave that lad alone. Nothing good will come of this shite,” Tav said.
“Why does Shep have him in there?” Murph asked, but thankfully he wasn’t shouting anymore.
“Not your business,” Tav growled.
“Jonas?” Someone called my name softly, and I glanced around. From behind the trailer next to me, Chet was waving me over, and unfortunately Murph and Tav noticed him. It would’ve been difficult not to spot him because he was only a little shorter than Tav, with big scared brown eyes.
“What the fuck is this? Two rich kids slumming it today?” Murph asked, his tone venomous.
“Get over here, lad,” Tav said, pointing at his side.
Chet slunk out from behind the trailer.
“What’s going on?” Tav asked.
I wasn’t surprised as Chet rambled about his parents trying to ship him away—he cagily didn’t specify where they wanted to put him as he glanced between Tav and Murph. I was thrilled when he told us about Ethan helping him bust out of his house to run away.
Chet looked directly at me, and my heart almost stopped because I could tell by the expression on his face that whatever he had to say next would be really bad. “That guy you sent to help me was arrested.”
“What?” I asked. My vision grayed around the edges for a few seconds.
“What?” Tav stared at Chet.
“Fuck,” Murph said with a groan. “I was going to ask him to drive.”
Tav glared at Murph, but then we were all staring at Chet again. Panic worse than when I was sitting in the trailer alone began to strangle me.
“Where would the police take him?” I asked.
“Hard to say,” Tav said, scratching his jaw and glaring at the sky. “Depends on where the cops who dragged themselves all the way out here were stationed in New Gothenburg. There’s more than one police station, you know?”
“Oh no.” I felt like I was going to die. “He wasn’t doing anything wrong. I have to help him.”
Murph snorted and took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He shook one free and stuffed it into his mouth. I glared at him as he lit up, but he only raised his eyebrows as he puffed away. “What? There isn’t any helping someone once the cops are called. He’s fucked.”
Staring wildly around for anything I could possibly do, my gaze landed on the motorcycle gleaming in the sunshine, and I grunted before rushing into the trailer. There were no keys on the tiny counter, and when I ripped open the drawers in the kitchen, they weren’t in there, either.
“What are you doing?” Tav asked.
I spun around to see him standing in the doorway. The grays in his blond hair caught in the sunshine and made me want to go hide near him because he was clearly a real adult, and I had no idea what I was doing.
“I have to get into the city to try and help Ethan. I was going to take his motorcycle, but he must have the key with him.”
Tav slapped a hand to his face.
“You need to get the fuck out of the park. Why does Shep really have you here?” Murph asked, glaring around Tav’s shoulder.
I didn’t know this guy, but I wanted to hurt him, and I didn’t like that feeling.
Tav elbowed him. “Fuck off, Murph. As long as Shep said Jonas was fine to be here, which I know he did, you have nothing to stick your nose into. Mind your own fucking business. Come on, kid,” he said, waving me forward. I stumbled after him and closed the trailer door. He gestured at his own trailer. “You, get inside,” he said to Chet.
“But—”
“You want to go to wherever your parents wanted to send you that bad?”
