“You going to get up?” Jett asked me, and I could hear the amusement in his voice.
“No.”
“Woods hit too hard?” Ash asked me as he joined my brother.
“No.”
“Worked your legs too hard?” Jett said as he leaned over me, blocking out the floodlights.
“Yeah,” I groaned. “I need a rub down.”
“We’re meeting Quinn later. She’s got a new textbook, and I’m scared of her,” Jett told me as he grabbed my arm, and between him and Ash, they pulled me to my feet.
“I heard from the center yesterday she almost broke his calf,” Ash muttered as he patted me on the shoulder. “Maybe you need Izzy?”
“Yeah, Izzy is better.” We had all been test subjects for Quinn at some point, so we were all wary.
“She dug her hands in ’cause he was getting hard,” Jett grunted. “We all know she’s going to be shit hot at her job.”
Ash and I exchanged a look, but neither said anything. However, I hadn’t been told the dipshit had overstepped with her, and now I was glad that she hurt him on purpose.
“Of course, if you hadn’t trained so hard today, you wouldn’t be so fucking sore,” Jett scolded as we walked — well, I limped — to the locker room.
“I did what you did,” I defended myself.
“You ran with Quinn this morning,” he said, and I caught Ash’s quick look of surprise.
“And we said she needed to be watched.”
“Why are we watching Quinn?” Ash asked us quietly as we all naturally paused at the twenty-five.
Quickly, Jett told him about the guy in the bar, and I filled in the missing pieces about what he had said to her, about the Devils and calling her Queen.
“You think they’re watching her?” Ash asked with a scowl. “They touch her, they die.”
“Agreed.”
Jett watched us both, his look calculating before he looked around. “We need to be careful, and we need to make sure she is safe.”
“We never had any reason to think she was at risk.” Ash sighed as his hand ran through his hair. “I mean, what we’ve seen on the memory sticks, that didn’t happen to her, not all of it.”
“You sure?” My voice was so low and quiet, but it caught both their attention. “She lies. She only told Jett what happened because she needed him to get her out of that hospital. If she had been able to get hold of her stepmom, Anne, would we ever know what happened to her on her summer break?”
We stood in silence, each in our own thoughts, before Jett clapped us both on the back. “This gets us nowhere.”
“I think we need to press her.”
I looked at Ash in surprise. “Serious?”
“Yeah.” He hadn’t looked sure, but as his attention flicked between me and my brother, I saw his resolve hardening. “We need to know it all. She knows we got involved, she knows she can’t stop us, and I say we ask her to sit the fuck down and tell us exactly what we need to know.”
“I already said this,” Jett reminded him. “I said she needed to know.”
“Her needing to know and us asking her what we need to know, is not the same thing,” I warned them both.
“Then it’s full disclosure,” Jett snapped. “If, and I appreciate it’s a bigif, they are looking at her to see who she tells or told, then we need to know what they have on her. Or what they would do to her to keep her quiet.”
“They will know she said nothing,” Ash argued. “She didn’t report it.”
