“No,” she grinds out. “You know we keep work separate.”
I stand stock still for several seconds before pulling my cell out and calling Pop. It rings for several seconds before he answers, “I know and I’m on my way to the precinct.”
“I’ll meet you there,” I tell him, ending the call and pocketing the cell.
Spinning around, I start to stomp out of there when Ty calls, “Do you not want to know what she was arrested for?”
“I don’t need to know,” I growl, spinning around when I get to the door and pulling it open. “Whatever it is, she didn’t do it.”
I slam the door behind me, not willing to listen to another word as I run to my car and spin out of there in the same way that I came in.
My mind whirls the whole way there, what if she did do whatever they said she did? Was she keeping secrets from me? From everyone?
They wouldn’t arrest her unless they had proof, right?
I shake the thoughts from my head when I pull up at the precinct, pushing out of the car and running inside to be greeted by Geena.
Her smirk has my back straightening. She’s behind this, I know she is. I walk up to her, the main desk separating us as I lean forward.
“You happy?” I grind out.
She watches me for several seconds. “Not yet, but I will be as soon as you come to your senses.” She shuffles some papers on the desk. “Don’t think that I’ll take you back without some serious begging. You hurt me, Evan.”
I frown, staring at her in confusion as I blink rapidly. What the hell is she talking about?
“What the—”
“Look.” She heaves a breath. “I get it, you needed to spread your wings for a while before I clip them. You’ve had your fun and now she’s gone.” She smiles. “We can pick up where we left off.”
A door banging shut gains my attention and I spin to the right where Charlie and Pop are talking.
He spots me at the same time I do.
“Where is she?” I fume.
“Evan—”
“Don’t,” I warn Charlie. “Just tell me what the fuck is going on.” I run my hands through my hair, distressed as thoughts of what will happen now start to spin around my head. She’s still on parole, and getting arrested could mean that she’s sent right back to the place that she shouldn’t have been in in the first place.
“We had a tip that she was supplying.” His eyes tell me that he doesn’t believe a word of it, but then he huffs out a breath. “We found enough for the intent to supply.”
I clench my teeth, my jaw locking as my gaze turns to Pop’s. He shakes his head, silently telling me to not say a word but there’s no way that I’ll be keeping quiet.
“And you know for sure it’s hers?
“It was in her room.”
I throw my hands up in the air. “There’s four people who live in that house!”
“I know that,” Charlie says. “But because of her record—”
“You’re charging her, aren’t you?”
Charlie pushes his hand through his hair, his shoulders slumped. “She’s already been charged, we’re waiting for her to be transferred now.”
My eyes widen as the edges of my vision turn black and I spin around to face Geena again. “You were in on this!”
“Me?” Her voice is innocent, but I know better. I know the mask she hides behind and she’s wearing it right now.