Page 118 of Triggered By Love
“What’s going on?” Avery asked.
“I called in a bomb threat.” He led Avery and Kerry toward Penn station.
“Why?” she asked, perplexed.
“There’s something fishy going on. I don’t know what, but you need a change in venue.”
“You mean The Garden isn’t safe?”
“I can’t tell you more; just get out of here.” He jumped over the turnstile and disappeared.
* * *
Jason was waitingfor Avery and Kerry when they emerged from a cab.
“I heard everything.” His phone was pressed against his ear. “Your phone’s still on.”
“Oh.” Avery fished it from her purse and stared blankly at it. Her heart was still racing from the flight from The Garden and Saul’s warning.
“We need to talk,” Jason said. “Is there anywhere private?”
“My apartment.” She held her cardkey against the sensor.
“No, let’s go to your brother’s place.” He held the door. “Your place might be wired.”
“By who?” She glanced at Kerry who shrugged.
“Someone is one step ahead of me,” Jason said. “I’m suspecting it’s that barista friend of yours.”
“Saul?”
“Yes, Saul. I’ll explain.”
Avery let herself into Damon’s pad. It was a mess, like a tornado had hurled fast-food wrappers, pillows, game controllers, and sweatpants, among other things.
“Damon? You here?” she asked, but it was pretty obvious from the lack of music that her brother wasn’t home. He always had either the stereo on or a video game soundtrack going.
She swept off a spot on the couch and sat down next to Jason with Kerry on the other side. Butterflies jittered in her stomach, and her heart was skipping like she was about to have a panic attack.
“You okay?” Jason held both of her hands. “Do you want some water?”
“No, tell me what’s going on. Saul said he called in a bomb threat because something’s up. He doesn’t know what.”
“Didn’t you get my message?” Jason barked, his eyes widening. “Saul is the danger. He’s trying to trick you into thinking he’s on your side.”
Jason explained what he found out about Saul, how he wanted to avenge his brother’s death.
“Don’t you get it? He could be upset at you for putting his brother in touch with the Leaches. Garm was found outside of Professor’s Leach’s Upper Eastside penthouse. I ran the address after you gave it to me.”
“He wouldn’t hurt us,” Avery protested. “I know him. He wants to be a fashion photographer.”
“You’re too trusting. Didn’t you give him passes to the show?”
“I did, but if he wanted to do something bad, why would he call in a bomb threat and screw my show?”
Jason rubbed his chin and nodded. “I’m sure he has a reason. Maybe he wants to move the venue to a place more conducive.”
“How the heck will we find a place three days before the show?” Avery slapped her thighs and stomped her feet. “I’m totally screwed. Did you see all the models run away?”
