Page 76 of Enemies Off Camera

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I just sit there. Numb. Thinking.

We haven’t eventouchedthe Blaine situation yet, but right now? That’s the lesser issue.

Blaine, I can ignore.

But Jaxon?

What the hell am I supposed to do aboutJaxon?

FIFTY-FOUR

Kat arranged for someone to pick up Jaxon’s SUV and drive it back to his place within the hour. I’m doing a final sweep, making sure I haven’t left anything behind. That’s when I spot his coat on the seat. A real duster coat. Like a man.

I stare at it, wondering if it’s hiding anything.

There’s a voice in my head:Be careful what you look for.

I try to shake off the warning and reach into one of the pockets.

My fingers brush something—folded paper. My stomach knots. I hesitate.

Is this wrong?

Should I just leave it?

But my grip tightens.Screw it,I whisper, and pull it out.

A yellow Post-it, folded into a square.

I unfold it and read the handwritten words:

Meet me in the same room as last time. I’m waiting. —Rach

I wish I couldn’t believe my eyes. But I can.

I don’t know when Jaxon received this note from “Rach.” But he wore this coat the night of the after-game party. Was Rach one of the women there?

“Um, hello?”

A deep male voice from behind makes me jump out of my skin.

I whirl around, heart pounding.

A man stands there. Older. Familiar.

I slap a hand over my chest, trying to steady my pulse.

I know that face. He looks like Theo. My dad.

“Trey?” I breathe, my eyes darting toward the open gate. I left it ajar for the driver who should be arriving soon.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, though it feels like I’m floating outside my body.

“Can we talk?” he says.

I blink hard. I don’t know if I want him to disappear—or if I’m actually glad he’s here.

“Sure,” I say finally. “Follow me.”

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