Pearl hid a smile behind her hand.
Shay looked openly amused.
Good, that was good.If the women accepted her, things would go smoother.
Anchor stayed standing while the rest of us settled into the room.“McKayla knows about the body,” he said bluntly.
No point easing into it.
Skull cursed under his breath.
Wannabe muttered, “Well, shit.”
“She also knows we didn’t kill him,” Anchor continued.
McKayla lifted a shoulder slightly.“I said I don’t think you did.”
“Not exactly a glowing character reference,” Vin muttered.
She stared at him.“You all literally live on a haunted island with underground tunnels.”
“That’s not illegal.”
“It feels illegal.”
Lost finally spoke from behind the bar.“You’d be surprised how many things feel illegal but aren’t.”
“That somehow doesn’t make me feel better,” McKayla muttered.
A few chuckles moved through the room.
Anchor rubbed a hand over his face.“Until we figure out what’s going on, she stays here.”
Nobody argued.
Not one person.
McKayla noticed that too.
Her gaze moved slowly across the room.
The club.The brotherhood.The silent agreement between all of them.Then her eyes landed back on me briefly, like she’d finally realized I hadn’t been bluffing underground.
Pearl shifted closer to her.“You’ll be okay here.”
Shay nodded immediately.“Really.”
McKayla looked skeptical.“That’s easy for you two to say.”
Pearl’s expression softened.“I thought this place was insane when I first got here too.”
“That’s because it is insane,” Pull muttered.
“Accurate,” Skull agreed.
Prime sat beside Shay and draped an arm across the back of the couch behind her.“You’ll get used to it.”
“That’s somehow more concerning.”
