Somehow, I managed to unstick my tongue and answer him. "My head hurts a little," Iadmitted.
Texas' eyes squeezed with concern. He didn't even look at my other hand—the hand that Grayson refused to release. "The doctor wasn't sure if you should get pain meds, but if you think you need some, wecan—"
I shook my head, squeezing his fingers back. "No," I said. "I can just take something over the counter or something." I chanced a look around the room. "Can you tell me exactly what happened? About the accident or anything?" I tilted my head up to Grayson as I recalled something else. "Why'd you text me to meet at thehouse?"
Grayson looked up and met Marv's gaze. Despite the clear electricity and underlying tension that raced between them, Marv answered Grayson's unspoken prompting. He stepped forward, arms crossed over his chest. "We found one of the informants for the police department and he's in the area. We were hoping to catch him and ask him a couple of questions. Caruso was going to go over where he had found the informant and then we were going to come up with a plan before we got the call about your...fall." Marv's jaw clenched between the slightpause.
"About the fall," Bellamy started, drawing the attention of the room. "The police think it was a hit and run. Someone obviously knocked you over, but whoever found you and called the ambulance didn't seeanything."
"It was probably just an accident," I said, though a niggling sensation in the back of my mind made me question it. What kind of person would knock someone down and not do anything when that person never got back up? Maybe the person who called the ambulance was the perpetrator and was just too embarrassed to speak up. I sighed. I supposed it didn't matter now. "What about the informant?" I asked. "Are we toolate?"
Knix shook his head. "No, Grayson pinpointed the informant's location and according to his social media accounts that Texas hacked—he'll be attending a partytonight."
"Okay," I said, pulling my hands from both Texas’ and Grayson's grip. "What's theplan?"
The guys exchanged glances before Knix met my gaze once more. "Little Bit," he started, "are you sure you're up for it? You didjust—"
I shook my head, holding up my hands to stop him. "We need to find Erika and make sure that she's okay, and then..." I looked up to Grayson before stealing a glance at Texas. Then I turned my face towards Marv, Bellamy, and Knix. "Then maybe we can talk about...um...us?" I lifted one shoulder and tilted my head down towards itawkwardly.
Bellamy broke the silence that followed. "I think that's a good idea," he said, turning to Marv and Knix. "One thing at atime."
Thankful, I nodded. One thing at a time, I coulddo.