Felix squeals, pulling us all into a group hug.
“Wait!” Dash snaps, and we all jump. “This doesn’t feel right without Luthor!”
“Lexington!” I scream.
“Bro, that was right in my fucking ear,” Byron grumbles.
“Are you okay down there?” Angel calls out. “Why are you yelling?”
“We’re getting married in a week!” Felix is wiggling. “Will you guys come?”
Angel looks elated to even be asked. But his smile slips off when he peeks behind him, I’m assuming at Ivory, though I can’t see him from down here.
“Um… we’ll see,” he murmurs. “I’d love to, but it… depends. Ya know?”
We all nod, understanding what he’s saying without saying it.
The Ivory can’t stay here.
It doesn’t make sense for them to live in this mansion with the rest of us. With Velle in charge… How would that work?
Short answer: it wouldn’t.
“Guys!” Lex’s voice squawks from behind us, and we all turn to find him barreling over, like Doc rushing to tell Marty he fixed the DeLorean. “I did it! I finally fixed it!”See??He’s out of breath when he gets to us. “The network is officially up, and it’s impeccable.”
“There you go, beautiful boy.” I cup his jaw. “I never doubted your mad skills.”
He gives me an unamused look.
A sudden symphony of pings and beeps and chimes rings out, everyone’s phones blowing up all at once.
Lex’s lips slope into an immensely pleased, smug little smirk.
“Wow,” Kemper huffs, checking his phone. “You’re good.”
I take my phone out of my pocket. “Whoa… holy crap.” Lex peers at it over my shoulder. “I guess Tauren’s been trying to reach us…”
“Where’d all those random white dudes with guns come from?” Lex asks.
“Luthor, we’re getting married here next week,” Felix tells him, unconcerned withanythingelse right now.
“Awesome!” Lex hugs him. “That’s gonna be so fun! Are you staying?” He asks Dash, who looks uneasy again.
“I—”
“What’s going on??” Velle barks from over the bannister, racing down the stairs.
“Felix and Lem are getting married next week!” Trevel cheers.
“If that works for you,” Felix bats his lashes. “We don’t want to interfere…”
“Yea, sure. Marry it up,” Velle grunts. “But do you hear that?”
We all go quiet for a moment, listening. There’s something coming from outside, in the distance. Growing closer…
The vague sound of a helicopter.
Lex and I share a look.
