Page 79 of Knot My MC
“We’re not breaking up with you, but Knox is right.” Jag brings over the tray of garlic bread and sets it on the table. “There’s been a development.”
They don’t say anything else while Crow gets the dishes of noodles and sauce ready. Knox and Jag grab beers and a pitcher of water, carrying them over to the table before they take their seat. Crow joins us a moment later and places the bowls and the serving spoons in the middle of the spread.
Paranoia and anticipation get the better of me.
“Someone please tell me what’s going on.”
Crow grips the back of his chair. “You’re probably going to want to sit down.”
With a scowl, I drop into my seat. “There.”
Crow and Jag glance at Knox, diverting the conversation to their leader. Knox narrows his gaze and shakes his head, muttering something under his breath before pinning me in place with those serious eyes.
“You know we questioned the rat earlier.”
I nod.
He chooses his next words carefully. “And you know that he gave Wrecker information about the Hounds.”
Another nod. This is going to be painful, I can already tell. Anything to do with Axel is guaranteed to be bad news.
“Right.” He releases a breath and clears his throat. “The rat told us something while we were interrogating him. He told us something about Kiren.” Knox pauses again, taking time to warm me up to whatever he’s about to tell me.
“Okay.” I don’t recognize my voice. It’s small and full of fragility. “What did he say?”
Knox runs his hands through his hair. “Fuck. I’m not sure how to tell you without hurting you, and I don’t want to do that.”
“I wish you would say whatever it is,” I say. “You’re making it worse by drawing it out.”
“You’re right. Okay. Jimmy said he didn’t know Axel was going to shoot your dad. If Jimmy’s word can be trusted, which he’s a rat so take it with a grain of salt, Axel is the reason Kiren is dead.”
“That’s all Jimmy said?”
He nods. “He didn’t have much else to offer. Only that he was there when it happened.”
“He’s a rat, Kiki. I don’t know if we can trust what he said, but…” Jag trails off and glances at Crow and Knox. “I don’t think he was lying about that.”
Is it weird that I’m not surprised?
“Okay.” I use the spatula to scoop a small helping of noodles into my bowl. One of the noodles hangs over the rim, and I carefully push it back into the dish. Ignoring the concerned looks from the guys, I add a big heap of the sauce and snatch a piece of garlic bread. “You should eat before it gets cold.”
“Are you—”
“Drop it, okay?” My words are sharp as barbs and I immediately regret the tone. I suck in a breath and close my eyes, shoving every frantic thought racing through my head back, back, back.
I don’t want to think about what that means.
I don’t want to wonder if what Jimmy confessed is somehow related to what Captain Riley was asking me.
I don’t want to suspect that Axel got rid of my dad so he could try and take me without a fight.
No. I don’t want to deal with it. So, while maybe it’s not the most rational response, I push it all away.
“I’m sorry,” I tell Crow. “I shouldn’t have used that tone. It’s not your fault.”
“I know you’re not mad at me,” he says with a gentle smile. “We can talk about what Jimmy said, if you want.”
They’re so worried. They’re too nice. I can’t handle it.
