I sighed with relief, grateful that I had managed to divert their attention.
“It’s not one of yours?” I continued, trying to push away any thoughts of our previous conversation.
“No,” Ty exhaled, his mouth almost watering.
This obsession they had with cars got over the top and comical sometimes.
“Who can afford a car like that?” V asked, confused.
It was a strange question for her to ask, considering she had gotten out of an R8.
“With those modifications, I bet this beauty is full of NOS.”
Ty started speaking in his language, and I was already disinterested. The problem was solved, and it was time for me to get the hell out of there.
“What if it belongs to that guy you were talking about yesterday?” Jay asked, pointing at Ty.
“What guy?” Harris finally spoke up.
He seemed just as interested as the others in the new acquisition from the parking lot.
“Oh, I was looking through the school’s files after you…”
He broke off mid-sentence as Harris’ eyes widened. Ty bit his lips anxiously, trying to change his words.
“Anyway, I found the one of a guy who was supposed to move here this year, but he was a few days late. He’s a senior and he’s from Japan,” he explained, a strange accent emerging as he spoke the name of the country.
I was surprised, still puzzled by their exchange.
“How do you know all this?” I asked as I realized what he’d said: he’d gone through the school’s files?
Ty gave me a wicked grin and wiggled his eyebrows devilishly.
Harris, V and Jay started laughing as if to say, “He knows a lot.”
In fact, Harris had told me that he was the one who had tracked my phone.
“What, I have to keep myself busy with something, and the Pentagon files aren’t always fun,” he admitted, bored, and my jaw dropped.
“Did you just say Pentagon?”
They all laughed.
“Tell you what,” Jay turned to me, a funny smile on his face, “If you have a phone, a computer, or even a TV in your house, don’t get on the bad side of this Little Red Riding Hood.”
My eyes widened at the sight of Ty’s sadistic smile. So, he was the hacker on this team.
“I have my connections!” Harris had told me when I’d asked him how he knew where I lived. He’d called Ty when hewas trying to find out who the guy in the supermarket parking lot was. He even knew my middle name
He had Ty check my records.
The realization made me glare angrily at the black-haired asshole with the fucking beautiful eyes. What else did he know about me? Did he pretend to know nothing about my mother this morning just to find out more from me? Probably.
And the doll… fucking hell! He’d winked at Ty when the teacher was confused about what Wrise was doing next to Stone on her page. And there I was, thinking fate had brought us together for the project. Yeah, fucking manipulative fate with green eyes.
Then I heard a voice so familiar that my anger level shot up dangerously, as if it wasn’t already high enough. I didn’t need to turn around to see Amber walking towards us with a suspiciously wide smile. When she reached us, she pretended not to see me, throwing herself into Harris’ arms and pressing her lips sensually to his.
He was shocked and scowled as she kissed him as if nothing had happened between them. Jay still had his arm around my neck and was staring at me suspiciously, his eyebrow raised questioningly. I couldn’t suppress the rage fuming inside me.