My blood thumped in my ears in time with my heartbeat.
One sixty-five.
One seventy.
Vibrations. Vibrations against my thigh.
Just the engine. Just me flying through the goddamned air.
No.
It was my phone.
Answering the phone at a hundred seventy miles an hour?
Not a good idea. But what the fuck did I care?
I put the phone to my ear, a smile on my face. “Hello?”
“Ryan,” a male voice said. “This is your father.”
Chapter One
Ruby
What next for Ryan and me? Could we even have a future now?
If only I hadn’t fallen in love with him.
Clearly he wasn’t in love with me, and right now he had way more to
deal with than anyone should have. Bothering him about our “relationship” was not something I’d do.
What could I do?
More research on the future lawmakers. Another visit to my uncle, maybe. Another visit to Larry Wade. At least the two of them seemed less crazy than Wendy. Still crazy, though.
It all seemed so futile now. No matter how hard I worked, I never seemed to get anywhere. Questions didn’t turn up answers. Only more questions.
What would make me feel better?
Being with Ryan, but that wasn’t in the cards.
Then it hit me. I’d call Shayna. Just check up on her to see how she was doing. Maybe she’d heard something about Juliet and Lisa.
I searched my contacts and pulled up her number. It rang a few times, and then a female voice answered.
“Hello, Shayna? It’s Ruby Lee, from Jamaica.”
“Ruby? I don’t know any Ruby.”
“This is Shayna Thomas, right?”
“Yes.”
“We met in Jamaica. Remember? When your…friends and you went off on those Jet Skis?”
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about. Please don’t call me again.”