“Plotting against me how?” Colin asked, looking at Lucas.
“She said she wanted to admit it all to you herself.”
Okay.
Here goes.
It was time to lie like I’d never lied in my life.
Colin’s curious gaze slid in my direction.
“I have no idea what he’s talking about!” I insisted, voice pitching upward, borderline hysterical. “He’s been pacing and ranting and raving. He thinks I’ve betrayed you, but—“
“You bitch!” Lucas roared, taking pointed steps toward me, making me stiffen until Colin’s hand shot out, pressing into Lucas’s chest, stopping him.
“Okay. You need to calm the fuck down,” Colin demanded, voice deceptively calm. “I can’t listen to you when you are acting like a lunatic,” he added, making Lucas shrink back and try to pull himself together.
“Okay. Sorry, boss, sorry. She’s just got me so pissed. She’s betraying you. And us.”
“Betraying me how?” Colin asked, taking another step closer to me, and I wasn’t sure of his intentions, but I figured he was slightly safer than my psychotic brother in the moment.
“She’s… she’s been trying to work with the Calgary Family.”
“I’ve never met anyone from the Calgary Family, Colin,” I insisted, and there was no way that was going to come off as false since it was the truth.
“It’s not easy to get in touch with that organization,” Colin said, tone sounding accusing as he stared down Lucas.
“No, she just thought she was communicating with them. It was me. I was pretending to be them. You know… to test her.”
“And how did you do that?”
“I slipped her notes.”
“Okay,” Colin said, brows furrowing. “And what did she do?”
“Well… she…” Lucas said, finally seeing how short-sighted that plan had been. It proved nothing that I read the notes.
“This isn’t looking promising for your claims here, Lucas,” Colin said.
“It’s more than that. She… she used my phone to track down who shot Cody.”
“The only wrong in that statement, to me, seems to be that you let her use your phone without getting permission.”
“But she… she…”
“Was looking into the murderer of my brother?” Colin asked.
“No! It wasn’t like that. It was part of a greater plot!”
“A greater plot,” Colin repeated, taking another step closer to me when Lucas looked away to pace again.
I could practically hear Colin’s gears turning. Because only crazy people used terms like “a greater plot,” right?
“Yeah. A greater plot. Against you. She’s been working with the mafia.”
“The… mafia,” Colin said, stiffening.
My stomach dropped at his reaction. Because it was the first time it seemed like he was giving Lucas’s ramblings any sort of consideration.