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“Do you know where Bea is?” Harrison had his arms crossed but was grinning as he asked.
“No, but that’s what my lawyer is for.” Jonas got in the car with Harrison. It was the first time he had been outside his dad’s house in days.
“You’re in luck. I know exactly where she is.” Harrison smiled as he slapped him on the shoulder, and the car took off.
“How do you know where she is?” he asked. Harrison seemed to know a lot about the woman.
“Because I’m married to her mother, and her mother keeps close tabs on her girls,” Harrison stated.
“Bea is one of your stepdaughters? Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked in shock. Though it did make sense that Buzz would be one of the wild girls that Emma had talked about so long ago.
“Because an hour ago, you hated her. There was no need for you to know where she was,” Harrison admitted with a shrug.
“Who is she working for now? What paper?” Jonas demanded. He was going to give her the story she wanted—that she deserved.
“She isn’t. She just sits at home with Agatha and Louisa most of the time. Wait, is Louisa your sister?” Harrison asked.
Nodding his head, he stated, “Yes. Has she has been with Buzz the entire time?”
“Since I got home from Hawaii, she has. Nice kid. I hadn’t heard where they had picked her up.” It sounded like his sister was a stray puppy to the family, and they might be keeping her.
“My house. I should have known she would go to Buzz.”
“I thought she was stalking you, but you get to call her Buzz? I just started to get to call her that. Not a lot of people get to use that nickname.” Harrison gave him a sideways glance.
“Louisa started calling her that, and then I did too,” he lied.
Harrison pulled up in front of a large old house with Jeeps everywhere. Harrison got out of the car and walked up the steps, not caring if Jonas was following.
Following Harrison into the house, he noticed that all the shades were drawn, and the living room was completely dark, except for light coming from other parts of the house and now the open door. After closing the door behind him, he saw that there were close to a dozen pairs of eyes looking at them.
“Mom is at work,” one of the faces said. Jonas had no idea which one.
“I know, I’m looking for Buzz,” Harrison announced.
The entire group groaned and yelled, “Buzz!” at the top of their lungs. One of the group added, “She’s upstairs.” Jonas knew it was Louisa.
“Louisa, how are you?” She was snuggled into the corner of the couch next to another blonde.
“Okay. Having fun. I might have missed a week of school. Possibly my second,” she admitted. Most of those in the room whispered that it was okay, and they were still proud of her.
Footsteps on the stairs turned his attention to the redhead coming down them. Today she was in a white V-neck T-shirt that said “BUZZZZ” in red across her breasts. When she saw him, her eyes went wide, and then she bit her lip in nervousness because Harrison was with him.
“Buzz, I got you an interview for an article,” Harrison said.
“I’m not a reporter anymore. Give it to someone else.” Buzz shook her head.
“My client wants you,” Harrison reiterated.
“Ohhh, he wants you, Buzzy,” someone said from the couch.
“Shut up, Maby.” Buzz didn’t move as she yelled back.
“Can I talk to you outside?” Jonas asked. Mostly, he wanted her away from all her sisters, who weren’t even hiding the fact that they were listening to them.
“Her room is more private,” someone stated.
“The neighbors won’t call the cops about a little necking,” another added.
