Page 88 of Filthy Elites

Luke and Reid walk closer, and then Reid pipes up, “He’s dead, isn’t he?”

We turn and confirm that most likely, he is.

“Did you…” Finn starts but doesn’t finish.

“I have no regrets. He tried to kill us. It was self-defense,” I say.

“We need to call my father.” Reid pulls his cell phone out.

“No!” Isabelle blurts out. “You can’t.”

“Why not?” Luke asks.

“No one can know what happened here. If Juan’s family finds out we’re responsible for his death, they’ll come for us, and it won’t be pretty.”

No one speaks for a couple of beats, but their grim expressions are louder than words.

“I need to get rid of the body,” I say.

Finn opens and shuts his mouth. He looks pained, but then he speaks. “Okay. We’ll help you.”

“I can’t let you do that.”

“You don’t have a choice.” Luke steps forward. “I set off the fire alarm. It was in part my fault that Isabelle was taken so easily.”

“This is awful. I don’t want any of you to be involved in my mess,” she replies.

I kiss her cheek, pulling her closer to me. “It’ll be okay, babe. Trust me.”

“Let’s think about practical things,” Reid interrupts. “We need to transport the body without anyone seeing it.”

“How about we use the laundry cart?” Cameron suggests.

“That’s perfect,” I say. “Reid, we’ll need your SUV.”

“No problem. I’ll drive around the building and wait for you in the back.”

“I’ll get the cart,” Cameron adds.

“Finn, you probably should be on the lookout and make sure no one comes in here,” I tell him.

He nods. “I’m on it.”

“I guess I’ll help with the body, then. Excellent.” Luke smiles like a deranged fuck.

The entire operation lasts less than fifteen minutes. Working fast is essential. Thanks to the fire alarm, the school is swarming with cops and firefighters. Thank God the fire Luke started by “accident” was on the other side of the building.

It’s only when we’re on the road and far away from the Maverick campus that we discuss how to get rid of the body.

“We should burn it,” Luke suggests.

“Of course, you want to set it on fire.” Cameron snorts.

“It’s the only way to be sure all evidence that could link his death to Jason and Nico—I mean Isabelle—is destroyed,” Luke argues.

“But where are we going to burn a body and not draw attention?” she asks.

“I’m glad you brought that up.” Luke smiles. “Reid, head to my place.”