“That bitch!” she shrieks, having taken on the guise of a banshee.
“Which bitch?” I ask perplexed, looking to the other men for help.
“Exactly!” she roars and storms off down the hallway, slamming her bedroom door behind her.
“Erm…”
“Giselle,” David croaks out. “She’s made her move and well, Ruby’s not happy about it.”
I shake my head. “You don’t fucking say. What did she do?”
“She sent the videos she had of Ruby to her mum,” he whispers.
I gulp. Oh, hell.
I have yet to meet the formidable Cassandra Bellingham, but if Rex is scared of her, I sure as shit don’t want to get on her bad side.
“And we know it was Giselle because?” I have to ask, because at this point, it could be anyone.
“She rang me up and told me,” Declan says, his face ashen and guilt-ridden. “Her parents trusted me….they are going to fucking kill me.”
“Surely they haven’t exactly sat down and watched them,” I point out. “Besides, Rex wouldn’t be home yet anyway.”
“Hardly the point. They are going to see some of it and that’s enough,” he states. “Ruby is going to have to get hold of her mother today to do damage control and come clean about a few things. Ruby confessed a lot to me in that room. Not the least of which was murder.”
“Fuck,” I breathe out, my worry over what Ruby wanted to say vanishing under this. Not that I think Cassie would send her own daughter to prison, that’s not the point. It will be eating Ruby alive knowing her mother will find out things about her that are private and definitely not to be known by parents.
“Let me talk to her,” I murmur.
“Thank fuck you said it first,” David mutters.
I glare at him as clearly, they had already decided individually that it was, once again, me who gets placed in the firing line.
I flip him off and then follow Ruby down the hallway, knocking lightly on the door and preparing myself for the brunt of her fury.