“You here to help find Lindsey?”
“Err…” Looking back at the house, I debated whether to run back inside, or answer him. “Yeah.”
“You any closer to finding my girl?” the tallest one who stood at the front said.
“Your girl?” I frowned.
“Did they not tell you?” He chuckled. “Of course they didn’t.” Rolling his eyes, he looked to his friends as they all started to talk at the same time.
“Wait,” I said stepping forward, not one of them hearing me. “Hey!” I said walking down the path.
The tallest one stopped talking and turned to me, his eyes wide.
“You and Lindsey are together?”
“Hell yeah we are.” His jaw clenched as he balled his fist up. “You ain’t gonna find anything out by speaking to them.” He pointed his tattooed hand at the house. I stared, trying to get a read on him. Since listening to my gut more, I was finding that I could actually read people better than I had thought I could.
He wore a big black jacket with jeans and a sweater underneath. All of the skin I could see was covered in tattoos, flowing up to his neck. His face was the only part that I could see that didn’t have them.
“Really? Why is that?” I asked, intrigued.
“’Cus she never fuckin’ stayed there. She lived with me.” He pointed at his chest with his thumb and raised a brow.
Frowning, I looked back at the house. It looked like the epitome of a perfect home for a child to grow up in. Perfect parents. Maybe too perfect.
“Listen,” he said, getting my attention. “I know that they’re telling you all this ‘we have a perfect life’ bullshit but that’s far from the case.”
Hearing the screen door slam against the house, I jumped and turned around. “Kay? Come over here.” Ty growled.
“Ty-”
“Kay,” he warned.
I turned back around to the group of guys and said, “What’s your name?”
“Josh.” He held his hand out and I placed mine inside of his. I hadn’t expected him to do that and it just showed that we judged people way too much.
“Ty?” I turned back around. “You’re going to want to hear this.”
He looked at all of the guys in turn and stepped forward, coming to stand beside me. His face masked with an expression that said ‘don’t mess with me.’ I almost giggled at how protective he was being.
“This is Josh.” I said, raising a brow. “Lindsey’s boyfriend.”
“Her boyfriend?”
“Yep.” I lifted up onto my toes and whispered in his ear. “I think we need to talk to him. There’s something not right here.”
“Yeah.” He looked down at me, a soft smile on his face. “They don’t seem right, too….”
“Perfect?”
“Yeah.” He nodded and turned to Josh. “Would you meet us in the park at the end of the street in ten?”
“Yeah, man, sure.”
Nodding at us, he walked off, all of the guys following him.
“Jesus, Kay. They could have been anyone,” I said as we walked back up the path to the house.