Page 72 of Property of Player

I don’t stop until I pull into the parking lot of an ice cream drive-up place in Rehoboth.

Cici pulls in next to me.

I get into her car, and we order ice cream.

When we get our order, Cici takes a spoonful of hers and looks at me. “So, what was the rush?”

I shrug. “I’m not a fan of Molly.”

“Why not? She’s always been nice to me.”

“There’s something off about her. You should be careful around her. I don’t trust her.”

“Why not?”

I don’t know how to warn her without setting her off about her mother’s death. “I just don’t.” I study her. “Do you trust me, Cici?”

“Player does, so that’s good enough for me.”

“Just believe me about Molly, okay? I don’t trust her motives. Promise me you won’t go anywhere with her alone.”

“All right, but what do you think she’s gonna do?”

“I think she might be a mole.”

“A mole? What’s that?”

“Someone who gains the trust of a group and secretly gathers information from the inside, passing it on to the enemy. Sometimes it’s months or years before they’re exposed as a spy.”

She chuckles.

I frown. “What’s so funny?”

“Molly the mole.” She snorts.

I grin. “Good one.”

“If she’s working for the enemy…” She sits up straighter. “I need to tell my father. If it’s the Depraved Sinners—”

“Just hold on. We don’t know anything for sure.”

“Well, what did you hear her say?”

“Okay, it sounded bad, but maybe it isn’t what it sounded like.”

“Well, what did it sound like?” She quirks a brow, like I’d better goddamn tell her.

“It sounded like maybe she gave someone information before the bombing. It sounded like they weren’t supposed to hit the place when your mother and my brother were there. But Cici, I could have heard wrong.”

“That fucking bitch. I’ll kill her.”

I grab her arm. “You’ll do no such thing. The club will deal with her when they return. Promise me. She could be really dangerous, and it sounds like she has even more dangerous people on speed dial.”

“Fine, but when they get back, the shit is going to hit the fan.”

That gives me pause. “Cici, who are you staying with while they’re all out of town? You’re not out at the beach alone, are you?”

“I wish. I’m staying with my grandmother here in Rehoboth.”