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The door opened behind me, and I waved the cigarette in the air.
“I’m not going back to class, Vaughn. Don’t even try.”
After a couple quiet moments passed, I looked behind me. Allie stepped out into the cold, tugging her jacket around her body. It was thin and from Walmart, the same one she’d had when she still lived on Pierce Road, a couple houses down from Mom and me.
She had Jace’s father’s money now. She could be wearing something thicker.
I didn’t understand why she didn’t use him up and suck him dry. She knew how hard it was to live in the fucking slums. She didn’t have to live with ripped clothes anymore, but for some reason, she did.
“What’re you doing, skipping class?” I asked.
She ignored me and sat on the steps. “I need to talk to you about Jace.”
“We don’t talk about jobs or clients.” I flicked the cigarette on the step in front of me and stomped it out. “You know that, Allie. I can’t give up shit about him, or he won’t pay.”
Snow drifted down around us, her breath coming out as a white fog—looking like she wassmoking a cigarette. “I don’t need information on him. I need you to cut off communication with him, stop giving him drugs. It’s going to ruin his chances of getting into the NFL, if he gets addicted.”
I paused for a moment and furrowed my brows. “I thought you hated him after what he did to you. Why do you care about what happens to him because of his own senseless decisions?”
She pressed her lips together and glanced down at the slush by her feet, watching it melt as she stepped on it. “I don’t know,” she whispered, hugging her arms around her body, probably to stay warm. “Just, please, don’t give him any more shit.”
The front door opened again, and João walked out of the building, zipping up his coat. Face paling, Allie shot up to her feet.
“What’s going on here?” João asked.
“Nothing,” she said quickly.
“If he pays up, he gets what he wants, Allie,” I said. “We can’t do anything for you.”
After staring between me and João, she excused herself to go back into the building.
João furrowed his brows at me, then at the door. “You didn’t tell her shit, did you? Because it looks like Jace Harbor is going to be paying up. We have to hope he doesn’t chicken out at the last minute.”
