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Griffin easily catches up with my long strides. “How long were you dating Randy Tucker, and when was the last time you saw him?”
His question is so unexpected it takes me a second to realize who he’s talking about. “Why do you want to know about him? I have no idea when I saw him last. Three years ago, maybe.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“No, I literally said I don’t know.” I stop dead in my tracks, spinning around to face him. “He was some random guy I dated years ago. I don’t keep track of those. Now, tell me what do you really want? Or better yet, what does Mason want? Does he want me back in your weird-ass hotel so I can almost get killed again?”
“Cut the act. You were the one snooping around. We warned you not to wander. You lied.”
“I lied?!” I snort. “I didn’t lie. The elevator took me there. I didn’t even mean to go there the first time.”
“But the second time you did.”
“Yes, because I didn’t want to stay in a place knowing that someone is being tortured. I had to know what was going on.”
“Sure you did.”
“Your face looks super punchable right now, you know that?”
“Please try,” Griffin muses, holding out his arms like he is ready for me.
“I’m tempted, but I don’t hit girls.” I grin, giving him the finger instead.
I’m about to walk away when he tells me something that I didn’t see coming in a million years. “Randy Tucker is Dave Tucker’s younger brother. The same Dave who tried to kill you the other day. The same Dave who drove and picked you up from the hotel. Are you saying that’s all a coincidence? Or are you ready to come clean?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I’m so confused. Dave and Randy are brothers? There is no way… or is there? Dread creeps up my spine like cancer. I would hate being associated with someone like Dave in any way.
Griffin scans my face. “You should really be getting an Oscar for this performance.”
“This isn’t an act. I had no idea they were related.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“That’s rich coming from you. Mason told me the hotelprotectspeople.”
“We do.”
“But only who you feel like protecting.” The rest are discarded.
“Only those whodeserveto be protected,” he corrects me.
“What is that supposed to mean?” I want to wipe the smug grin off his face with my fist.
“What do you think it means?”
“Ugh! Whatever.”
“Why did Ainsley change her name and cover it up?”
“Ainsley changed her name because she always hated her given name, and she didn’t cover it up. I don’t know why you assume we’re some kind of secret agents who have the ability to cover shit up. We’re community college dropouts who get paid in dollar bills at the local bar.”
Griffin goes quiet, and I continue stomping in the direction of my apartment, sighing in relief when I don’t hear him following me. What a prick. Who does he think he is, following me around town and asking questions like he is the next Sherlock Holmes?
One thing I’m grateful for is that his visit has turned my sadness into anger, and since I’m done being depressed, I welcome the fury brewing inside me with open arms. Adding fuel to that anger, I think about all the times Mason kept things from me.
When I’m almost back to my apartment door, I dig out my keys to find the right one. Only when I get to my door do I realize it’s slightly ajar.Did I forget to close it?I take a step back, assessing the situation. Did Griffin stop me so someone else could go through my apartment? I wouldn’t put it past them.
Staying quiet, I listen to any sounds coming from my apartment, but there is nothing. I pull out my phone and dial Jase. He answers on the second ring.
