I shake my head at the antics. These two can play up their crazy so much that people think they are actually insane, which makes people wary of them, and it’s a fun game to watch.
“I thought maybe it was cool for me to come back,” Xander explains, knowing there is no way she would let him back after the fight he started the last time.
“See, I would have believed that,” she says, walking over to where Gage waved her over, peaking under the tarp across a car. “Except you avoided all the cameras like youknewthey were there. There is only one reason you avoid cameras, Xander. You missed one, though.” She peeks under the tarp and whistles. “What do we have here?” She whips the tarp back with the help of Gage. They pull it off to reveal a car almost identical to my Mustang Shelby, except this one is silver instead of black like mine.
“Damn,” I comment, walking over. “What did this set you back? Two hundred grand?”
“Nah, bro. That ain’t mine.” Xander waves that away like I’m crazy. “We’ve been working on it.”
Gage pops the passenger side door open, digging through the glove box. He pulls out a bunch of papers, tossing the ones he doesn’t need over his shoulder until he finds what he’s looking for. “Xander King.” He looks up from the paper, fake shocked. “There is someoneelse with your same name, and you’re working on it.” He looks at Les. “How fucking cool is that?”
I hear Leo snort a laugh and swallow down one of my own.
“So cool,” Les gushes. “What are the chances?”
“I’d say pretty fucking slim,” Dex rumbles, tossing me a crowbar lying beside him. I catch it one-handed and spin it around.
“What were you doing at Racks?” I ask, pointing at him with the crowbar.
“I told you, man! I thought she wouldn’t care.”
“Wrong answer,” she says, waving her hand at me. I finally let my crazy out to play and swing the crowbar, smashing into the driver’s side headlight.
“Oof,” Gage mutters, “That hurt me.”
Les walks around the front of the car toward Leo who’s standing beside Dex, her heels making an ominous click against the garage floor. “Okay. Next question. I know what you deal in, and I know there is no way you could afford that car. Where did you get the money?”
“My boy Andre boosted it.”
“Wrong answer,” she says again, and I swing at the other headlight.
“Come on!” Xander yells. “What do you want from me?”
“I just want the truth, Xan. You know how much I hate when you lie to me.” She pokes her bottom lip out in a pout.
“Oh shit. You made her sad, Xander,” Gage says. “You know what that means?” Gage grins that crazy grin again.
She takes a step back toward us, and before I can blink, Leo has his Glock pressed against a guy’s forehead that stood up fast behind them. “Sit. Down,” he grits out, and I raise both my eyebrows.Well fuck.
“That was hot,” Gage and Les say at the same time, making me roll my eyes. Ihatethat.
Dex turns slowly toward the guy. “What the fuck was that?” he asks the kid with greased back blonde hair and completely wasted blue eyes.
He gulps and shrinks back into the couch. “I don’t know.”
“Playboy is just jumpy,” Xander smooths over.
“Playboy?” Leo asks, holstering his gun. “What the hell kind of name is that?”
“A stupid one,” Les laughs, then spins back to Xander. “We’re two for two. Should he move to the taillights, or will you start talking?”
“You know,” I say, spinning the crowbar around. “I think if we find out how some low-level street creeper can afford this car, we can figure out the rest.” I pop open the driver’s side door and scoop up the keys I spotted lying in the seat. I have a sneaking feeling, so I unlock the trunk; when I pull it open, my blood boils. “Les,” I call out. She walks over and looks inside, all playfulness sliding off her, and in its place is the ice queen we joke about.
“You want to tell me why your trunk is full of fucking cocaine? When I know good, and goddamn well I didn’t give it to you?” she barks, and I swear she grows a foot when she’s pissed off.
Xander immediately starts sweating. “I didn’t know that was there,” he stutters.
“Seriously. That’s the best you got?” Gage deadpans. “I expected better from you.”
