Rhys looks up from the picture with questioning eyes.
“Reaper broke into your room earlier today.”
“How? I thought your security was good. That I’d be safe here.”
“It is. And you are.” Mostly. If Bishop doesn’t find any more bombs. “We let him break in.”
“Let him?” Rhys stalks up and gets into my face. “You just let that…” She takes a long, slow, deep breath and lets it out. “Why?”
“You really don’t want to know, but it was the lesser of two evils. We’d appreciate it if you searched your things and allowed us to search your room for what he left.”
“Fine. But I’m switching rooms tonight. And washing all my stuff.”
“I’ve already got a new room arranged for you and a couple of old ladies to help with your laundry.” It seemed like the least I could do.
“Well then, let’s get to work looking.”
***
“There’s nothing here.” Rhys closes her suitcase. “We’ve checked everywhere twice.”
Havoc and I even pulled out the cabinets and shelves and tore into the bedding and chairs. This place looks like a tornado went through it. I shouldn’t have let him in.
What would have happened if we didn’t?
Would we know that the Joker’s Motorcycle Club was involved, or that there even was a bomb? “Maybe he didn’t leave anything? There’s nowhere left to look.”
“Yes, there is.” Havoc turns and storms out of Rhys’ room.
The two of us look at him and then race off to follow him.
Havoc stops at the med bays just inside of the labyrinth. There’s another deeper in and two inside the bunker.
Reaper’s woman…How could I have forgotten? Bombs, that’s why. Reaper hurt Rhys. This might not be the best spot for her. I stop before following him in. “Rhys. You might not want to go in there. Reaper brought a woman with him…and he hurt her. You don’t need to see this. We’ll get the answers we need and fill you in.”
Rhys’ body goes rigid and her mouth tight. “I should have killed him when I had the chance.”
We both should have.
“I can handle it.”
Don’t know if I believe her, but I’m not going to second-guess her decision.
We step inside together.
Havoc is standing next to an open door.
What did Reaper do? There are more stitches on the woman’s face than I’ve had in my entire life. I could kill him just for this. He needs to know exactly what this woman felt.
“What did Reaper put in Rhys’s room?” Havoc’s voice is neither soft nor sweet.
“This might not be the right time to ask her.” Leech steps forward. “She’s in a lot of pain.”
Havoc turns to Leech. “I can see that. But this woman knew what Reaper was doing and didn’t tell us, even though we saved her. She knew there were bombs in his bag.”
Leech steps back but doesn’t even flinch.
“So I’m going to ask you one last time, what did he put in Rhys’ room?”