Eli spots me before the others. “Hey, man, we were just discussing—”
I storm up to Liam and grab him by the throat, throwing him back against my car. He bounces off of it and shoves me backward, more than happy for a fight.
“What the fuck did I tell you about Margo?” I snarl.
He laughs.
Laughs.
“To keep your hands to yourself.” I push him, more than ready to punch his lights out.
“She was going to do something stupid anyway,” he says. “I just gave her something to make her feel safer.”
“Something stupid involved going to Matt’s house and threatening him.” I go for him again, but Theo gets in the way.
Liam’s eyes go wide. “No shit?”
“She could’ve been hurt—”
Theo walks me backward. “Calm. Down.”
“He deserves to be punched in the fucking face—”
He rolls his eyes. “What else is new? Just because he deserves it doesn’t mean you should do it.”
Liam laughs. “Listen to Mommy, Caleb.”
I shoot past Theo, but Eli steps in front of him.
“He’s being a dick because you are,” Eli says in an even tone. “So just cool it, would you?”
“Me? He—”
“Was trying to help,” Eli answers. His eyes narrow. “Are you trying to sabotage this before we even start?”
I groan. “No.”
“Right-o. Everyone, in the truck.” He claps, grinning. Back to his usual self in a matter of seconds.
Theo and Eli head for the truck, leaving Liam and I to regard each other. I could just do it. Fucking punch him in the face and be done with it.
But… maybe Eli is right. That he was just trying to help Margo. Not necessarily put ideas in her head.
I extend my hand.
Liam watches me for a beat, then shakes it.
“Now what?” he asks.
“Now…” I shrug. “We find out where a seventeen-year-old got a vehicle to hit Robert and Margo.” I assume it wasn’t registered to anyone connected to him, otherwise he would’ve been arrested—or at the very least, questioned as much as I was.
He grins. It’s a bit grim, but it suits his personality. “Let’s go, then.”
19
Margo
“This is foolish,” Riley says for the tenth time.