Page 10 of Wicked Games (Fallen Royals 2)

He towers over her. “Tell us where she is.”

“I don’t know, Eli,” she moans. She keeps her eyes closed, but her cheeks are getting red again.

I’ve seen enough.

And, oddly, I believe her.

There are only a few places that Margo would go to avoid me. A few places she would either trust to hide her from me—big mistake—or that she’d think I wouldn’t hunt for her.

Savannah or Amelie, maybe.

Or Ian.

Riley was the obvious choice. I’m almost proud that Margo didn’t run straight here.

Riley’s screams follow me out the front door. I shake my head, grimacing.

My phone rings. I smother a groan, dropping into my car.

“You better be calling to tell me you left town,” I say.

“Hello to you, too,” Margo’s mother says. “I just—”

“If you’re about to ask for a favor, don’t.”

“Caleb, you don’t understand.”

I growl. Amberly is a distraction and a drug addict. She had her uses, but her calling me? Absolutely not.

“Your mom is looking for me,” she whispers.

I freeze. “What?”

“I don’t know what to do. Somehow she got my number—”

“Then change your number.” I stare straight ahead. My mother, Margo’s mother, the fucking Jenkinses. This mess is snowballing.

This wasn’t part of the game.

I hang up on her. Can’t really do anything about Mother, since she’s always been a wild card. Everyone else has a plan, motives, wants, and needs. She’s just crazy.

I try calling Margo again, but it’s still going straight to voicemail. If you had told me two months ago that the girl I had carried a grudge against for seven fucking years would change me, I would’ve punched you in the goddamn face.

She’s under my skin.

My next stop is Theo’s house. As much as I’d love to barge into Amelie’s home, it wouldn’t do me any good. So I’m sending someone who can be a little more persuasive.

Theo and the Page girls have an interesting history. Amelie’s sister goes to Lion’s Head, where Theo and Liam attended school before they transferred here. One might say there’s bad blood between Theo and Lucille Page, but they’d be underexaggerating the truth.

Theo meets me in the driveway, and I hide my smile.

“Margo’s missing,” I tell him.

He raises an eyebrow.

“She might be at the Page house.”

He snorts. “She might decide to hide in a bed of vipers, too.”

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