“Gracie?” Finn hikes a brow.
I freeze.
Marian’s brown eyes alight on me and then move to Finn. “Yes, my daughter.”
A full-body shiver takes hold of me and I have to bite my lip to keep from smiling wickedly.
“Didn’t you know she lives with us?” Marian clears her throat. “That’s not going to be a problem, is it? I know Gracie’s your teacher at Redwood. I wouldn’t want any of you getting in trouble.”
“Trouble has a way of finding us,” Finn says, glaring at me.
My heart starts beating fast.
Finn gives me a pointed look and juts his chin at the hallway.
“Zane, should I fix you a plate for when you come back?”
“I’d appreciate that.” I give Marian a charming smile.
Finn is scarily silent as he stomps to the corridor. I slip my drumstick out and twirl it as I trail my brother out of the kitchen.
The moment we’re a distance away he whirls on me.
“What the hell, Zane?”
“What did I do?”
Finn gives me a loaded stare. “Did you know about this?”
I shake my head. “I swear I didn’t.”
“If all that talk after the funeral was just a way for you to sneak into Miss Jamieson’s bed again—”
“The hell? I told you it wasn’t. I meant it when I said I’m done chasing her.”
Finn’s eyes narrow to slits. My brother’s the scariest when he’s scowling like that.
“Her living here is not going to be a problem.”
“We’ll see,” he says stiffly.
I watch my brother stomp back to the kitchen. Finn volunteered to move in with me, but I think he and Dutch just wanted me to have a babysitter.
Guess they made the right move.
Miss Jamieson just became a bigger part of this twisted game.
I sweep my gaze toward the stairs.
It’s time I go hunting for my prey.
* * *
Jinx: Is the band breaking up?
Snare King’s hot selfie this morning had more than just a perfect row of abs on display. Did I spot suitcases in the background? Are the Kings going on a secret tour or is the war on the horizon a family battle?
Until the next post, keep your enemies close and your secrets even closer,