“Okay.”
“Becky knows that you helped me kill Kellan.”
I shake my head. “I lied to her.”
He rubs the back of his neck. “Yeah, she knows that too.”
“How?”
He lets out a long breath. “I told her I killed him, and then when she asked if you were involved, I lied and said no. Well, then when I was talking to you on my way here, I had the Bluetooth on in the car.”
“But why would that make her think …?” You could tell the cops know what we did, and they think she knows what we did. Fuck!
“I’m sorry, Deke.” He sighs.
I wave him off. “Don’t worry about it. Not your fault.” Just another thing for me to take care of.
He runs a hand through his hair nervously. I frown. Cole doesn’t get nervous often. “What is it?” I ask. Whatever it is, I’ll make sure it goes away.
“There’s something else I need to tell you …”
The door to Austin’s room opens, and Jacob walks out. “She wants to see you,” he tells Cole.
He nods.
“It can wait,” I tell him. He looks like he wants to argue, but I give him my back and walk away. Austin needs to be his main priority right now.
Entering the waiting area, I see Becky and Bennett sitting by one another, neither one speaking. He had run to do a few things but was back before Cole and Becky arrived. He’s looking down at his phone, and she is staring straight ahead at nothing.
“Becky?” I get her attention, coming up to stand in front of her.
She looks up at me through her eyelashes but says nothing.
“May I speak to you for a moment?”
She stays seated, and Bennett ignores us.
Finally, she speaks. “I think I heard all I need to know.”
I refrain from yanking her out of her seat and dragging her ass outside and into my SUV so we can talk. She knows. One of my secrets is out there, but I need to know she can keep her mouth shut about it. I can’t help Cole and Austin if she goes and gets my ass in trouble.
The GWS aren’t stupid. We know what we are up against every time we fight. The adults in this town think we’re just stupid kids who do stupid shit, but they’re so wrong. Their heads would spin if they knew half the shit we’re capable of. And it would scare Becky to death if she knew just how much I could hurt her. I could ruin her, just like Cole wanted to destroy Austin. But our story would be different because I wouldn’t stop like Cole did. I have very few limits when you cross me.
“Why are you still standing here, Deke?” she snaps, getting my attention.
I smile down at her, and her eyes widen in fear. Then without another word, I walk away. I take the elevator down to the first floor. As I walk out of the hospital, I pull out my cell and dial up a number to a friend of mine. I need to find Kellan’s car. My plan to crush my ex can wait.
CHAPTER TWELVE
BENNETT
I SIT BACK ONTO my couch and prop my right foot on my left knee. I take a long drag off the joint before passing it off. School and swim are officially over, so I can smoke as much as I want since I’m not gonna be drug tested. Well, for a couple of weeks until I start college anyway.
“You covered their tracks?” Shane asks, sitting in the recliner across from me. He looks like shit! I’m not even sure when he showered last. And he showed up with a bottle of vodka.
I nod. “They were sloppy, but it wouldn’t have mattered. Kellan was going to die no matter what. Austin had stabbed him.”
I’m surprised the bitch put up such a good fight. Her size compared to Kellan’s—I figured he’d win without any trouble. But who knows, the guy could have been wasted. He’d done nothing but drink for the past couple of months. He was always on edge, especially since finding out Celeste was pregnant with his baby. When she told him, he called me freaking the fuck out. Of course, I didn’t help by telling him he was a fucking idiot.
“You shouldn’t have altered the tape. Nothing about us was on there. Not like we would have gotten into trouble. Cole and Austin would have been locked up behind Bruce.”
I shake my head. “Austin has recordings.” Or she did at the time Deke and Cole killed Kellan. Now Cole has them. “If I hadn’t altered it, she would have had enough to take us all down.”
Shane’s head falls back, and he looks up at the crystal chandelier that hangs from the ceiling. “This can’t be happening.”
“There’s nothing we can do about it now. It’s done. He’s dead.”