Thankfully we made it back to the MAX without any more trouble. Still out of breath and no doubt looking guilty, we climbed aboard and headed for home. My phone rang. I looked at the display and got the strongest feeling of déjà vu.
“Ohmigod, it’s Ashey!” I said,smacking Dylan on the arm with my free hand.
“So, answer it,” she said.
“No!” I argued. “He’ll know what we did.”
“He can’t possibly know what we did, Addie. You’re overreacting.”
The phone stopped ringing and we both relaxed. I gave Dylan a relieved smile, but jumped when it rang again. “Damn it! He’s calling again.”
“Then answer it,” Dylan insisted.
“This feels just like that one day whenwe snuck out of school to go swimming. We didn’t even make it a block away and he called. He knows. I’m sure of it.”
“There’s no way he knows,” she insisted. “Even if he does, he didn’t rat us out then, and I’m sure he won’t rat us out now.”
I nodded and took his call, trying to sound as relaxed and law-abiding as possible. “Hey, Ashey, what’s up?”
“Where are you and Dylan?” he asked.
“Whatdo you mean?”
“Addison, it’s a straightforward question, and if you say you’re at home, I’ll know you’re lying.”
“Well, I wouldn’t have said that, because it wouldn’t be true.”
My brother groaned. “Addison, just answer the damn question.”
“We’re on our way home. Why? Is everything okay?”
Silence.
“Ashey?”
“Why aren’t you home?” he asked.
Lying was never my thing, and since he was a criminaldefense attorney, Asher was like a human lie detector anyway. Sticking to the truth, I said, “We were out. Why do you want to know?”
He let out a frustrated growl. “I’ll be right over.”
Dylan’s eyes were wide when I hung up the phone. “What? What is it?” she asked.
I didn’t know how it was possible, but now I was certain. “He knows.”
