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“I need to talk to Chastity soon… If we could make it happen before the trial, that would be best,” he tells me.
“Yeah, Dad. I will check her schedule with her tomorrow. Since I disappeared with her for a few days, she’s been playing catch up,” I explain.
“I get it, but time is running out, and I don’t want to blindside the poor girl,”Dad grumbles.
“You’re right, we’ll try for tomorrow, okay?”
“Yep, tell the guys I said hello,” he says before hanging up.
Turning off my computer, I mutter to myself as I grab my bag and keys. Shooting off a text, I ask the guys what they want to eat in our group chat. I’m starving, but I don’t really want to make anything.
Ash: Can we get tacos? Personally, I could go for pizza too, but Jonas says his stomach will only accept tacos for dinner.
Snorting, I send off my agreement.
Me: Meet me at the car. I’m going to need tequila for this meal.
Ash doesn’t respond outside of a thumbs up emoji and I roll my eyes. He’s so prolific.
Trudging out of the school, I hike to the teacher parking lot. Seeing the guys, I unlock the car, and they pile in. Getting in myself, I toss my shoulder bag in the back seat, narrowly missing Bast’s feet.
“Ugh, I swear that thing is a weapon with how much you carry in it,” he complains.
Shrugging, I turn on the car. “I’m headed to that hole in the wall we like because I have some news. They’ll ignore us, for the most part, and they have great food,” I explain.
Thankfully, it’s also close because while Jonas isn’t complaining, his stomach is.
“Did you eat anything?” I ask as I pull into the restaurant a few minutes later.
“I forgot,” Jonas sighs. “I found out my sister is having issues with one of the guys in her classes, and I’ve been on edge all day.”
“Let’s load up on food, and then spar. I’m feeling unsettled as well, so I’ll join you,” I explain. “Some big shit is going to start happening, and we need to be ready for anything. I’m adding weapons training to tonight’s instruction as well.”
The guys all know how to shoot firearms, but I want them to be extra prepared, since their last trial is coming up soon.
Going inside, the hostess smiles and tells us to sit wherever. This restaurant is small, and since it’s a Wednesday night, it's not busy.
After ordering and ensuring no one will come over, since we have our drinks, I dive in.
“I spoke to my dad tonight, but before I get into that, he said I should ask about your trial. You all told me that there weren’t any hiccups,” I tell them, frowning as I take a sip of my drink.
“There weren’t.” Ash sighs. “Your father thought it was hysterical that we didn’t bail fast enough, and got stuck in the wall while Maxen and Isabella went at it like little porn bunnies.”
Snorting at the imagery, I shake my head. “I could have lived forever without hearing that. I’ll believe you when you say it was fine.” I chuckle.
Jonas smirks as he eats chips and salsa happily. He must have really been upset to have skipped a meal.
“I had nothing to do with what happened in the tunnels,” he smirks. “I did wonder why I beat them outside when I left the locker room after showering. I waited a good ten to fifteen minutes for them to show up. I went back inside and everything to see if they went back to find me.”
“I didn’t know that,” Bast sighs.
“You took forever,” Jonas complains. “I didn’t know which tunnel you went down, and a lot of the time the signal was shit.”
Ash shrugs. “We didn’t mean to worry you. Though the intel was beneficial. The meeting showed us that Isabella and Maxen are disgusting humans that deserve to be put down.”
The way he says that makes me wonder if it’s possible that they’re his marks for the trial, but my father would have told me.
“Speaking of which,” I insert, before they begin to bicker. “The timing of your third trial has been decided.”
