I shake my head and move away from Lex so I can put my head between my knees.
“Do you need to throw up again?” I shake my head, and I want to tell Lex to take me home, but my voice isn’t working right now. Stupid voice. “What do you need, rabbit?”
I hold up my hand in a stop gesture and then lower them, hoping he gets that I need a minute to recover. “It’s okay, just relax and catch your breath.”
Perfect, except that gives me time to think.
What the fuck was that about?
Those men were shooting at us, and the glass didn’t shatter, which means that it’s bulletproof. Who the fuck has a bullet-proof car besides the president and the Pope?
The answer is like a punch to the gut.
The mob.
Well, that breaks me out of my non-vocal state, and I jump out of the car. Lex calls after me, and all of them men get out with me.
They’re clearly trying to get me back in the car, but…
I put my hands on my knees and try to breathe.
Did I just go on a date with a mob boss? Cause clearly Lex is the big boss.
13
LEX
“I didn’t want to believe it. I thought people were teasing.” He turns his big green eyes up to me and my heart breaks. “There’s no way that you could be in the mob.”
Iamthe mob in this city.
“Rory.” I reach out for him, and he flinches away.
“No. Tell me what’s going on.”
Shit.
“I might have some less-than-legal dealings,” I say awkwardly.
“Less than legal.” He scoffs. “Did Brendan pay you to hurt Tanner and Mitchell?” he asks, but he already knows the truth.
“No. He didn’t pay me.”
His jaw ticks, and I know he’s mad.
“Did Brendan ask you to hurt Tanner and Mitchell in exchange for his medical expertise?”
Fuck.
“Yes.”
“Why would he do that? Why would you do that? Who does that?” I think about answering, but then I realize that he’s not done. “So he comes to you and asks for revenge and you agreed?”
“I needed a doctor.”
“Seriously? You go fuck up some guys cause you needed a doctor.”
“To be fair, after I met you, I was going to kill them anyway.”
