Banshee and Aspen were staying in one of the cabins on the ranch. He must be talking to Winchester. Which meant Grayson was theheKing was asking about.
My feet moved on their own. I barely heard Ellie call my name as I moved closer to King. He murmured a few more words, but I couldn’t hear them over the sound of blood roaring in my ears.
If my uncle had done something to put Grayson or his siblings at risk, there would be hell to pay. I would tell the Feds everything I knew. They might not be able to go into Mexico and remove him, but I would make it damn hard for him to get anything over the border.
King slid his phone into his cut and turned around. His eyes bulged when he saw me standing in front of him.
“What happened?”
“Jessie—”
“What the fuck happened?” I asked again, my hands fisting at my sides. These people, they thought they knew me. I was just Ellie’s best friend. The city girl who was socially awkward. They had no idea of what I was capable of.
What I could do.
“There was an accident. Grayson was thrown from his horse.”
My gasp was loud in the silence of the room. Ellie called out to me, but my feet wouldn’t move. I stared at King, knowing there was more.
“I will ask one more time. What. The. Fuck. Happened?”
King crossed his arms over his wide chest and glared at me. His eyes narrowed, and I knew I’d fucked up. King didn’t know who I was. It was clear from the way he was looking at me. Theway he was assessing me. There was no doubt in my mind he would have Nav doing a deep dive on me now.
“They don’t know. Grayson hasn’t woken up yet.”
I nodded. Turning to Ellie, I said, “I have to go.”
“I know. Take someone with you.”
“No.”
“Jessie.”
“No, Ellie. I’ll be fine.”
Eyes burned into the back of my head, and I knew it wasn’t just King. Every brother in the room, including Ryder, was staring at me. They wanted to know what had changed in me.
Only I couldn’t tell them.
They would find out soon enough.
“He’s here at the hospital,” King said.
I didn’t turn my head. My eyes stayed locked on Ellie. She nodded, telling me she understood.
“Go see him,” she whispered.
“I can’t.” I shook my head. She knew I couldn’t. It would draw too much attention to him.
“King, would you take Jessie to see Grayson?”
I glared at my best friend. I knew what she was doing. She thought if I saw him, if I laid eyes on him, it would lighten my anger. She was wrong, it would only make it worse. If my uncle was somehow responsible for Grayson’s accident, there would be no containing my rage.
“Sure. Come on, Jessie.”
King clamped his hand onto my elbow and led me from the room. We walked down the hallway in silence until the elevator doors closed us in.
“What’s going on?”