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"Um, you knowFosterWalkoviac, right?”ColeandWillboth nodded. “Thisbelongs toFoster’sgreat aunt’s boyfriendRodney.Helet me borrow it becauseIcan't drive with my right leg anymore and the open footwell lets me move my bad leg out of the way."
Coleput his left foot on the brake and practiced moving it between the brake and the gas pedal while he extended his right leg out to the side. "Thatmakes a lot of sense."Thenhe ran his hand over the paneling on the dashboard.
Willsaid, "Malcolmneeds the car,Cole."
"Icould find a replacement that would work for him.Somethingnewer."WasColepouting?
Well, too bad.Iwasn’t giving theBuickup, even ifRodneyprobably would’ve sold it toColeifItold himIdidn’t want it anymore.Tobe honest, given how flashy the car was, it was moreCole’sstyle than mine.WhenI’dfirst started driving it,I’dbeen self-conscious as hell since almost everyone stared asIpassed them.
ButI’dgrown fond of the old girl.Shewas reliable and comfortable for my leg.AndIhadn’t had to transport a dead body or three yet, but the trunk space would come in handy in the eventIneeded to.
IthrewColea bone. "I'mtakingFelixto pick up some stuff at his apartment this morning, but if you want to drive it tonight, you're welcome to."
Coleperked up and straightened in the seat. "Really?Thatwould be stellar!"
Rodneywould pee his pants—or more likely his adult diapers—if he knewColeWashburnwas driving his car.BeforeIcould stop myself,Isaid, "Wouldyou let me take a picture of you in theBuickforRodney, the guy who owns it?He’dget a big kick out of you touring around town in it."
"Oh, sure.It’llmake a goodInstapost for me too."
“Uh, hey,”Felixsaid tentatively from the doorway. “Abouttaking me to my apartment.”Heglanced between me,ColeandWill. “There’sno elevator, so....”
Willopened his mouth to speak, butIbeat him to it. “It’sfine,Felix.Ican do stairs.”Theywere a lot easier with my cane, but fuck ifIwas lettingFelixout of my sight anytime soon.
Felix’sforehead was creased, and his lips were pressed together.Iwaited for him to protest but he didn’t.
Thatsettled,WillandColetook off to do whatever it is they did all day, andFelixandIwent back inside to get dressed.Mariposahad licked the egg remnants from our plates while we were outside.Iput them in the dishwasher without mentioning toFelixwhat she’d done.He’dgiven off some judgy vibes whenI’dfed her off my fork yesterday morning.Fuck, was that only yesterday?
Felixwas fairly quiet on the drive to his apartment, only speaking to give me directions.Iwanted to ask him how he was feeling this morning, but he didn't act like he’d welcome the question.
Iwanted to ask him for more details about the glitter bombs and the guys he suspected had been sending them.Iwanted to ask him whether he'd be willing to have sex with me again.Hell,Iwanted to ask him on a date.
ButItook the safe route, andIdidn't ask him anything at all.
ON THE SCREWFELICIA DISCORD SERVER
ConVinceDMay11, 12:25pm
Thecops just left.I’mthe last one to be interviewed, right?Theywere pissedIhad all the paperwork for my guns in order.
NotMyRealNameMay11, 12:29pm
Yeah, they’d love to pull you in on a technicality like that.Thenthey can tell the press they “made an arrest” and everyone would think you were the bomber
AndyWhoIronsMay11, 12:41pm
Ihope they arrest the real bomber soon.Thisis freaking me out.Ourglitter bombs are kind of making me feel like an accessory to the bomber’s crime
CHAPTER15
FELIX
MAY
TheBuicksailed through my apartment’s parking lot.Itwas funny how now, after everythingI’dbeen through yesterday, the building felt different, unwelcome and vaguely threatening.Itwas likeI'dnever even lived there.
Malcolmpulled into a parking space away from other cars.Havingonly two doors required more room on each side.Earlierthis weekIwould've been able to just climb out over the door since the top was down, but my various bruises and aches told me it wouldn’t be a good idea at the moment.
"Malcolm."
