“What were you doing?”
Evan pointed. “She was dancing and you know I can’t resist dancing.”
“Evan,” I warned.
“What?” he scoffed. “I’m the best dancer.” He pointed his thumbs at his chest, his lip lifting into a smug grin.
Ty’s hand was still on my arm burning through the sleeve of my shirt.
“Come on,” he said and moved back. He frowned down at his hand, shook his head then walked away.
Evan winked as I walked past him. “Grass,” I whispered to him.
He gasped, his hand flying to his chest. I shook my head at him but couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.
I grabbed my pad and pen from the kitchen and sat down at the meeting table. This was the first time I had been at a meeting with Evan.
I cut my eyes to him when he pulled out the chair next to me. He was going to be trouble.
They started to talk about the surveillance from the other night.
“Charlie said he’s gonna take it from here.”
“Who’s Charlie?” I asked
“My brother,” Ty answered but didn’t look at me. It was then that I noticed the dark circles under his eyes and the tense set of his shoulders.
“He’s a detective with the local PD,” Kitty supplied.
“Oh.” Ty hadn’t mentioned that he had a brother. He’d asked about me but I’d never asked him. Not that I thought he would have told me, he gave the impression that if he wanted you to know something then he would tell you.
I was given two files to type up. One from Kitty and one from Luke.
“Make sure you do it right,” Luke said with pinched lips.
“I will.” I nodded. He didn’t look impressed at all; he hadn’t spoken two words to me since I started. I didn’t know whether I had done something to offend him or whether he was like this all the time.
“Okay, guys. Get to work,” Ty said, his head dropping into his hands.
I hesitated when they all moved, I couldn’t leave him here without making sure that he was alright.
“You okay, Ty? You look tired.”
“Yeah.” He sighed. “I need a word.”
“Okay.”
He looked around probably to see who could hear.
“I need you to take one of the company cars.”
There was no way that I would be able to get away with having one of those cars. Max would find out for sure and it wasn’t the right time to tell Max. I was just starting to feel like myself again. The old self. I couldn’t have it taken away from me. Not now.
How the hell was I going to get out of this?
“I can’t take one of those cars, Ty.”
“You will,” he warned.