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I licked the strawberry ice cream, so it wouldn’t drip all over my leather seat and headed toward the Overlook. I didn’t want any part in stealing from a pharmacy or beating up poor Akio, so I changed the subject. “Did you have time to go through the list of people that—Akio—” I started, but then caught myself because I didn’t want him to know where I had gotten it from. “That I gave you?”
“He got it for you?” Kai asked, teeth gritted.
I suppressed an eye roll, though I so desperately wanted to give him one. I got it, okay? He hated Akio for what Akio’s parents had done to his parents and now for what they had done to me too, but Akio wasn’t to blame. It even seemed like Akio feared his own parents.
“So?” I asked João. “Did you?”
“Fuck no,” João groaned. “We’ve been so fucking busy lately.”
“Have any of you heard from Allie either?” I asked, gnawing on the inside of my cheek.
A bunch of mumbles rang out through the car. I tightened my hand on the steering wheel as we came to a stoplight and glanced over my messages with her. I wanted to see how she was doing after what had happened, but she hasn’t responded to me.
Which was unusual.
“She hasn’t answered my messages.”
I glanced into the rearview mirror to see Kai tense, and then I gritted my teeth. What the fucking hell was his thing with her? He had told me not to worry about her, and then he got tense and nervous when I mentioned that she hadn’t responded to me.
“Do you know where she is, Kai?” I asked blankly, tired of this feeling.
“No,” Kai said, licking his ice cream. “I don’t keep tabs on her like I do with you.”
“But you do keep up with her whereabouts.”
Everyone in the car got quiet, including João and his loud mouth. I decided to drop it because we were having a good time and continued driving to the Overlook, trying to lighten the heavy conversation with some music or bad dad jokes that Dad always cracked.
“Shit,” Landon said, melted ice cream running down his fingers. “Did we get napkins?”
“There should be some in the glove compartment.”
Landon opened the compartment. “What the hell is this?”
I glanced over at him and saw the two guns—one from that man who had tried to kill me and another from Akio—sitting in the glove box because I hadn’t remembered to remove them. My eyes widened slightly, and I pulled to the side of the road at the Overlook, pulling out the napkins and slamming the glove box shut.
“Don’t worry about it!” I said, cheeks flaming.
Landon looked over his shoulder at Kai. “Did you give her a fucking gun?”
“They’re not mine,” Kai said, licking the chocolate off his fingers.
“Don’t you fucking look at me either,” João said to Landon, biting the ice cream like any sane psychopath would. “I wouldn’t give her shit. She doesn’t even know how to use it. She’d probably shoot herself by accident.”
“Where’d you get the guns from?” Landon asked.
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. “Nobody. They’re mine.”
João and Kai burst out into a fit of laughter in the backseat while Landon waited impatiently for me to answer him. It might’ve been his idea to get me involved with Poison, but he never really liked the thought of me becoming like any of them.
“Those are your guns?” João asked, chuckling softly.
“Yeah, they are.” I raised my eyebrows in the rearview mirror. “They are mine now.”
“You don’t even know how to use the thing,” Kai asked. “Do you?”
“Whose are they?” Landon asked again.
After blowing out a soft sigh, I glanced over at him and reopened the glove box. “The man who tried to kill me. And this one”—I picked up the other gun that felt like it was still heavily loaded—“is Akio’s. He was in too much shock after he shot the guy to even hold the gun straight.”
