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“Can’t.” Dion scrolls through his phone, never looking up. “She damn well knows it too.”
Malyk sighs, leaning back in his chair and looking up to the sky. “Fuck this town.”
Dion chokes on a laugh, tossing his phone onto the table. “What does she know?”
I run the tip of my finger over my upper lip. “I’m guessing everything.”
“Tsk tsk…” Malyk shakes his head. “I swear to fucking God, we have a job to do, and she is slipping into enemy grounds.”
“I can’t get rid of her, Mal. You know why.” I shake my head. “We just have to find another way.”
“I know how,” Malyk mutters, but both Dion and I ignore him.
“She won’t go anywhere now if she has suspicions about Shiloh.” Dion’s finger taps on the table. “But she’s also a direct threat to her now.”
“Did you know? About Shiloh? I mean, you’ve known her longer than Mal and me.”
We haven’t pressed Dion about him and Shiloh, mainly because it isn’t relevant. She walked into The Game with a purpose. We all figured she would fail like they always do, and she’d be on her way. Did we all want our dick in her? Yeah, sure. It’s hard not to when she’s a walking wet fucking dream, but it wasn’t deeper than that.
Until we touched her.
Dion clears his throat, cracking his neck.
I narrow my eyes, and Malyk shuffles in his chair, turning directly toward Dion. Motherfucker is hiding something too.
“No!” He looks between Malyk and me. “Jesus, calm down, but there’s something I haven’t told you both, and I didn’t want to because, well…I’m not entirely proud of what happened, and I know she isn’t either.”
Silence spreads between us.
“I can’t tell you; I have to show you. It’s recorded because we had to crush it. My publicist lost her damn mind when she found out, and she’s the only person who knows. It involves Shiloh and why we hated each other so much.”
“Okay.” I roll my hand to get him to continue.
Dion stands from his chair. “In the office. Can’t do it out here with your mother and the lion prancing around looking for her time to attack.”
We follow him through the house. When Shiloh first landed on our radar, both Malyk and I picked up the animosity between the two of them, but I figured it was small-town bullshit and beef. A lot of people in this town don’t like Dion, even though he pours money back into it to keep everything updated. People hate the fact that the poor boy from town turned into the richest of them all. There are whispers that go through the streets, and all of them begin and end with us. They don’t know Malyk and me…but Dion? Dion, they know and remember.
I close the door behind us, flipping the lock. Mahlia would be bold enough to walk through without knocking, and right now, I don’t trust what Dion is about to say.
He lowers himself down onto the bay window that overlooks the driveway, pulling out his phone and scrolling through. He lifts it up to me, and I take it, leaning against the office desk as Malyk saddles in between us.
“For the record, this was a different side to her. This was Shiloh and Blaire. You think Cooper is annoying with her? Shiloh and Blaire were like drugs to everyone at school. They’d dance around every guy and own it. They never hid the fact that they’d be taking someone—or someones—home. Shiloh has been having sex since she was fucking fourteen. I know people don’t want to hear that, but it’s just a fact.”
I drag my eyes from the paused video on his phone. “And how do you know that?”
Dion held my gaze. “Because I was her first.”
I hit play before I hit him.
I cleaned my makeup off the edges of my lips, knowing what was to come. I had to go back. I had to do what I needed to do to make this work.
But the girl was stuck inside my brain and refused to leave. Who was she?
Why did I want to protect her?
Dion
Iheld my phone in my hand. I knew that within a few seconds, there were going to be more people spilling through the clearing. We were bored here in Hades Hollow, and when we were bored, we did dumb shit. Almost always guaranteed. Shane, Ben, Ruin, Nathan, and Jack were standing behind me as we waited. I watched as the time hit midnight and pointed the phone up to the clearing. People appeared from deep within. I started counting. I needed to know how many idiots were into this, and since I was certain I’d be out of here this week and off to LA, I wanted to go out with a bang. I started counting heads.
