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“So, I'm thinking of getting a place. Somewhere media won't be able to touch,” Nick said softly, still leaning on my door frame. “I got a girl, and she’s got a problem with paps. House sharing might not be your thing and all but you know...there’s a room if you want it. Comes with free military security.”
“Yeah?” I raised an eyebrow like I was interested.
I wasn’t.
“My brother has some...friends. With big ass dogs. They like to eat media.”
I snorted. “Sounds fun. Maybe I’ll come round and watch.”
“Sure. You wanna give me that?” He held out his hand–the one not holding the lock pick–and flicked his fingers.
I glanced down at the glass shard cutting fine, red lines into my skin in surprise. “Uh, yeah.” I handed it over as he watched me with narrowed eyes.
Nick tossed the glass into the hall behind him. “So, I’ve got that exit strategy. You wanna use it?”
Suddenly the walls were too close. Everything was too close.
I grabbed my guitar and a notepad. “Yeah.”
Nick nodded silently and I followed him down the stairs to a waiting motorbike. “Can you ride? You don’t have to bring it back. It’s my brother’s.”
“I thought you said he had media eating friends.”
“Good thing you’re not media.”
I grinned my thanks as he slipped me a basic but new phone. “What’s this?”
“Thought you might need it. There’s a number in there. Call it.”
I snorted. “You taking up Beau’s position as head of the Kingsman stalker frat?”
Jessop’s face split in a broad grin and he laughed out loud. “I like you. Come by the house sometime. Address is in there. You can...bring a friend.” He inclined his head and shut the door.
I stared at the bike with the keys in it.
Shoving the helmet on my head, I climbed on, nestling my guitar at my back and prayed I wouldn’t break me or it. Then, spinning the thing on its front tire in a broad circle, I cut a clean path straight across Rippton’s perfect lawn, leaving a single lane scar on its pristine surface.
