My heart races, not knowing if Z will even tell me. I look down the hall and I can barely hear him talking to his brother, but their voices are far too hushed to hear a thing. Cade won’t tell me what’s going on, I’m certain of that.
 
 The phone pings.
 
 Kam: I’m sure. Ask him to tell you.
 
 As the conversation continues, my worries intensify.
 
 My first question is the one most obvious to ask.
 
 Ella: Is it something like … like that would have made James mad?
 
 His answer makes my blood run cold.
 
 Kam: Yes.
 
 Ella: Something Z did?
 
 Kam: No. Z didn’t do this.
 
 Ella: Can’t you just tell me?
 
 Kam: Is that the way you want it to go? Or do you want to ask him to tell you?