“And the person who may be able to help, you just turned her away,” I reminded him.
“I did.” Ash sat back as he looked at me. “Look at you, you’re ready to rip her head off. Gray already told me you were going to wring her neck earlier. She’s not safe around you at the moment.”
“Again, I would like to say that she drugged me.”
“Again, I would like to say I don’t think she did,” Ash mimicked me.
I started to pace the room as I thought about it. No. She knew she had done something wrong; why else would she run? You don’t run if you’re innocent. Do you? Christ knows she was mouthy; she would have had no qualms about telling me exactly where to shove it if she were innocent.
No, I’d been fooled by her before. She knew more than she was telling, and I wanted to know it all.
“You haven’t listened to a word I’ve said, have you?” Ash asked me with a rueful look.
“I did. I listened.”
“But you don’t care?”
“No. I really don’t. She’s not as innocent as she looks.”
“I know, I heard about her from Friday,” Ash deadpanned.
The door swung open, and Gray pulled up short when he saw the two of us, reading the room in a heartbeat. “What’s happened now?” he asked as he closed the door.
“You sound more like mom every day,” I said to him, causing both of them to give a light laugh. I saw the tension leave my cousin’s shoulders as he relaxed when Gray dropped down beside him.
“Seriously, what is it?” Gray asked. I gestured for Ash to fill him in, and in truth, I wasn’t happy when my brother started nodding alongside him. “It kind of fits,” he mused. “I mean, when Ben knocked her over with the ball, she was more conscious of people staring at her than she was of who I was.” Gray flicked his eyes over to me. “Even when she spoke to you after it, she was more . . . pissed than anything.”
“Incensed,” I mumbled as I crossed once more to the window.
“Yeah,” Gray nodded thoughtfully.
“Have we learned anything else?” I asked as I turned to both of them.
“Yeah, the guy Wade, the band’s his.” Ash handed me his phone. “That’s his long-term girlfriend — your fuck buddy isn’t her. His band’s been playing some of the campus bars here and in Cardinal. They sometimes go further out but not often.”
Gray scanned Ash’s phone before showing him his. “Got this off Facebook: blondie draws and designs his band’s posters.” Gray grinned at me. “She gets paid for it.”
“Does she indeed?” My twin always knew what to say to me to make me feel better. “Declared?”
“Nope.” Gray sat back and closed his eyes. “I’d say she’s in violation of her scholarship.”
“Earning an income while receiving a full ticket,tsk tsk.” I sat back down at my desk with a satisfied grin. “That’s just unacceptable behavior for a student of Cardinal Saints. Whatwillthe dean say?”
As I started to laugh, Gray grinned, and after a resigned groan, Ash joined in.
I’d hang the little bitch out to dry. I didn’t give a fuck if she was the one responsible for giving me the water with the drug in it. Ava Bryant was responsible by default, and therefore, she wasnotinnocent. Which made her guilty, andthatmeant she would pay.
Gray broke me out of my inner thoughts as he leaned forward intently. “We know more about the thing we found?”
Ash also sobered as he leaned back into the couch, his body stiffening. “I think I have an idea of who the girl is. The men in the video, no.”
“We keep going?” Gray asked as he looked between us.
“We do,” I told him as I looked toward my closet, where the memory stick was before I turned to Ash. “You took it?”
“How else am I supposed to do anything with it?” he asked me with a roll of his eyes.
“Should I care that you know the code already?” I asked him dryly as I walked over to the closet.
