Page 80 of Hidden Truths

And see we did.

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HARLOW

“I can’t tellif that was genius or idiotic,” Jo says. We’re almost in Vegas. Jo rode with us on our bus so we could do podcast stuff.

“I think that describes most of my ideas.”

Jo laughs and shakes her head. She’s reading through podcast emails. They’re mostly tips on Ezra we’ll have to sort through.

I may have announced the topic of the first episode, and I also may have mentioned Shattered Halo being a part of the first episode.

And there’s a chance I made Cal repost it on his socials.

“We have hundreds of emails coming in and so many of them are bullshit,” Jo grumbles.

“Yeah, but are any of them from the weird stalker person?” I ask.

Jo sighs. “Not yet.”

“It’s hard to threaten people with secrets when they’re no longer secrets.” I just used the exact same strategy we used when Mav’s dad was trying to use Cora to break up the band.

“I’m sure they’ll find something else to threaten you with,” Jo says.

“Do not put that out into the universe!” Cal yells. He’s at the other end of the bus with his dad playing with Cora. It’s not as far as he seems to think it is with how loud he is when he talks to us.

“Crazy people don’t need my help to be crazy,” Jo shoots back.

“What if we just really pissed him off?” I whisper.

“Then we’ll deal with it,” Jo says, shrugging.

“How about I stay with Cora tonight, and you and Cal can have a night to yourselves? I’m sure you can get a hotel room somewhere in the city,” Jason offers. My eyes go straight to Cora, then up to Cal’s and back down to Cora.

Jo snorts and types something on her phone. “It’s not funny,” I mutter. Someone has been stalking us, and I don’t love the idea of letting Cora out of my sight. I do love the idea of some alone time with Cal, though.

“Belle and Kai said they’ll take the bunks tonight,” Jo says, causing Jason to laugh.

I meet Cal’s eyes and smile. “Parents’ night out?” he asks me.

“Let’s see how much trouble we can get into,” I wag my eyebrows at him, trying to copy the way he does it. Cal and Jason laugh, but Jo groans.

“Don’t make more work for me, please,” Jo says, scowling at me.

“No promises,” I say, laughing as I dodge her attempt to smack me with the back of her hand.

thirty-one

CAL

“Thankyou for doing this on such short notice,” Asher Cross says, shaking each of our hands. “My sister loves you guys.”

“I’m just glad we could fit you into the tour schedule,” I tell him.

Asher laughs, and it’s that deep kind of chuckle that real men have. Not that I’m not a real man, but my laugh definitely doesn’t sound like that. The man is huge. He matches me in height, which few people do. His hair is light brown with that messy on purpose look to it. His eyes are gray and always seem to be assessing.

Everything about him looks expensive. He’s in jeans and a white button down that he’s rolled at the sleeves, but I’d bet my house that he didn’t buy any of it from Target. I can see why Harlow thinks he’s attractive.

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