"Okay, who else then?" Psy.cho asked.
"Ya know, I keep thinkin'," I said. "How did anyone even find out Shelia helped me? I mean, we kept it quiet, secret. She's a damn cop, she should know how to cover her tracks."
"Maybe she let something slip," CG offered.
"Or maybe we have a rat that's playin' all kinds of fu.ckin' sides," I muttered.
"What makes you say that?" Psy.cho asked.
"Just a hunch," I mumbled.
"Okay, well, the four of us keep an eye out," CG said. "We go on lock-down, and we keep Blythe as close as possible."
I blew out a breath at that last part.
"She still ignorin' us?" I asked.
"Dragon tries every single day," CG mumbled, not meeting my eyes.
"She's pi.ssed at us," Psy.cho added.
"She'll get over it," I said.
"Well, that really depends on what you do, doesn't it
