Reyna looked Jodie over. She couldn’t.
Jodie brought the water to her lips. Reyna wanted to go upstairs and find out what was taking Gabe so long, but she wouldn’t leave Jodie’s side. She would just have to wait.
When Gabe finally returned, he found Jodie’s head down on the bar. “Come on. Got to go.”
“I need your help. Some guys dosed Jodie with vamp venom.”
“Venom?” Gabe asked.
“Vampire saliva. They’re using it as a drug that they drop in drinks,” Reyna explained.
“Here?” he asked.
“The guys said it was on the menu.”
“Not in my fucking club.”
Reyna blinked at him. “Five Points isyourbar?”
Gabe shot her a smirk. “Forgot to mention that, huh?” He snapped his fingers at Sonya, and after a heated conversation, the word got out that vamp venom was a no go. It didn’t fix what had happened with Jodie, but at least some other girl wasn’t going to get dosed.
Gabe slipped an arm around Jodie’s shoulders. She sagged into him, and he nodded his head at the exit for Reyna to follow.
They staggered together through the crowd. About halfway through, Gabe gritted his teeth and lifted Jodie into his arms as if she weighed nothing at all. Reyna kept glancing over her shoulder, tilting her baseball cap up a smidge so that she could check her surroundings one more time before they left the dance floor.
No one.
She couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being followed, but no one was there. She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe she was just acting paranoid.
When she turned around to catch up with Gabe, she careened right into a guy. She put her hands out to stop herself from falling.
“Sorry,” she said. She tried to move around him, but his hand was still on the leather jacket she’d slipped back onto her shoulders.
“I thought that was you.”
Reyna’s eyes slowly dragged up to the guy’s face. Her stomach hit the floor.
“Everett?”
Chapter Sixteen
“Reyna!” His expression was a mixture of shock and confusion.
Reyna was shaking. She had to get away. She had to run. This was bad.
Everett had turned her in. Everett had lied. Everett had betrayed her. If he was here, then Visage would knowshewas here.
No, no, no. This couldn’t be happening.
“Hey, can we talk?”
He reached for her, but she scurried backward, knocking into people. She heard their furious shouts but couldn’t process them. All she saw was Everett’s face, the people in masks bursting through the door, the darkness, the needles. She saw prison in his eyes.
“Stay away from me,” she said.
His face crumpled. “Reyna, listen to me. I didn’t know.”
“How could you not know?”
