When it was out of sight, I turned to her.
And again, someone got there before me.
“You need to focus on figuring things out with Knox,” she defended before I accused.
I still accused.
“You did Angel business without me.”
“One of ours got shot,” she returned. “And you’ve been distracted.”
I threw an arm toward where Dimitri’s car disappeared. “Even the underboss of the Phoenician Russian Mob knows we should not be in this. And if you’d waited to talk about it until I could tell you what I knew, you would know how dangerous it was, and you’d know we should not be in this.”
“It wasn’t a big deal. It was just some surveillance.”
“You tell me how you’d feel if I rallied the Angels to do something without you knowing it was happening.”
“Maybe somewhat how I felt when I found out my best friend had a relationship and fell in love with a guy, and she never mentioned word one to me.”
Hang on…
“I thought you said you were okay with that,” I shot back.
“I thought I was, in the moment. Then I realized, for over a year, you lied to me. To all of us. I mean, you and Knox spent the last year plus bickering, shaking that up regularly with avoiding each other, and every time we called you on it, you said nothing was happening. You were just friends. When that was a direct lie, right to our faces.”
I hadn’t liked doing that.
But stupidly, I’d promised Knox.
She wasn’t done.
“And then I spent the last few days watching you lie to yourself. Newsflash, that wasn’t cool, and the current sitch is annoying because you’re just not clueing in to jack shit that you’re doing it, but you keep doing it, and if you’re not into it, it’s not fair to Knox.”
Hold up.
I was feeling bad because I had lied, and she was right, it wasn’t cool.
But…
Knox?
It wasn’t fair to Knox?
“What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped.
“You’d know, if you’d clue in.”
I glared at her.
She glared back.
I broke our glaring contest.
“You don’t get what I don’t want to give you, Raye. As I don’t get what you don’t give me.”
“What have I ever held back from you?”
“I wouldn’t know, would I? All I know is, if that was your choice, I’d stand by it. You don’t owe me every thought, opinion and emotion, and I don’t owe that to you.”
