Page 83 of Betraying Bexley

Bronx grinned. “We will. Don’t worry. She isn’t getting away from us any time soon.”

Three weeks later...

It was weird being back at the high school. Bex walked the halls with her new team and her boyfriend and girlfriend. Bronx’s fingers were laced with her left hand while Ale’s hand was in her right. She’d had so many questions. So many worries. However, she had an ace up her sleeve. The minute she agreed to become part of the team, she’d also been allowed to go over all the financials. Alex and Eito had done a great job of digging into the Gunther family but, she’d also been able to track and trace the accounts for the Pueblo and Los Trios cartels.

The team Asher told her about going to Texas had been there for several weeks undercover, gathering more evidence while the man in Mexico had gone off the radar. She worried about him, but Asher assured her everything was fine, and she accepted his answer. But their mission wasn’t done. They still had work to do and today happened to coincide with tying up those loose ends.

She knew she’d been raped because the doctors told her. She assumed who’d done it, but her suspicions were never confirmed until Alé and Bronx told her. But, what she didn’t know, was how they recorded it and distributed it to her father. Now, the answers at her fingertips it was time to get her revenge. With Mateo and Noah’s help, she went to the police department and showed them the video of what The Bitches and All-Americans had done. She wanted everyone prosecuted. And, since the FBI was investigating their parents, it added weight to the charges against the group of bullies.

“You ready?” Alé squeezed her hand.

“M-More than.” She grinned at him.

“Remember, act natural.” Eito winked at Bex as he passed her. “We’re all in this together.”

“R-Right.” The only reason she knew the warrants were coming down the pike, had been due to Thomas. He’d been kept in the loop due to Iliana, Bella, and Enzo being sent to Florida while they tried to clean up the mess from the day Bex and Enzo had been kidnapped.

“I can’t wait to see the smug looks knocked off their faces,” Bronx muttered. “Those stupid bitches need to be slammed on their ass.”

Neither could Bex. As they started for the cafeteria for breakfast, Valerie and Marybeth came around the corner at them. Bex stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart pounded. Fear and anger warred within her. She'd spent so much time cowering, it was almost easier to do so now, than fight. However, she held her ground. With Bronx and Alé at her side along with the others, she could take on the world.

“Look what the trashman forgot to pick up,” Valerie cackled. “Long time no see, trailer trash.”

“I am going to have so much fun smacking that smug look from your face.” Bronx squeezed Bex’s hand.

Marybeth laughed. “You could try.”

“Where’s Sasha?” Jacolbi stepped forward. “Isn’t she always with you?”

Valerie frowned. “Whatever.”

The truth was, after Bella helped Thomas and Duncan, the Torres’ had been approached with an offer of help. All Sasha had to do was tell the authorities everything. She did. According to what Thomas told them, her parents had moved away. “S-she l-learned her l-lesson.”

“She sure did, mami,” Alé said. “Got out before these two could destroy her life.”

They'd started for the cafeteria entrance again when the side doors to the school opened and three police officers along with two detectives, and Thomas, AJ, and Scotty entered the school.Right on time. Bex smirked. “O-oops. T-They’re coming t-this w-way.”

“Valerie Bradshaw? Marybeth Gunther?” The first detective showed his badge.

“Yes,” Valerie said, throwing him one of her gag-tastic smiles. “What can I do for you?”

“You’re under arrest.” The detective motioned to the officer while staring at Marybeth. “Are you Marybeth Gunther?”

The girl paled and nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“You’re under arrest as well.”

As the first officer led Valerie away from them, Bronx yelled, “FYI: The mayor’s wife knows everything. Toodles, bitch.”

Valerie’s screech of outrage was music to Bex’s ears. “I-I d-don’t t-think she l-likes you, B-Bronx.”

Bronx shrugged. “Pity.”

The second officer stepped forward and cuffed Marybeth while Bex watched with a sense of satisfaction. Finally, they were going to get what they deserved. Behind them, the clip of heels caught Bex's attention. The secretary stood behind them, Matthew, Dawson, and Kenner were with her. Each of the boys had stoic expressions on their faces. Bex would have laughed any other time, instead, she stared them down with disdain. They were finally getting what was coming to them and she relished the idea of being there while they all got taken down a peg or three.

“Ah, thank you, ma’am.” The detective nodded to the secretary.

"Not a problem Detective." She gave Bex a wink before strolling away from the growing crowd of students.

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