They nodded and moved aside, but stayed close. I knew they would jump in if I attacked her again. I shoved them out of my mind. They weren’t important. “Tell me everything.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
“I don’t know what you want me to tell you.” Dee was huddled in a corner, sitting on the bed. We had moved inside with Ro and a guy I didn’t know. The rest stayed outside and kept the crowd away. Dee crossed her arms and lowered her head, and I wondered if she thought she could hide from us. I snorted to myself at that thought. Fat chance, honey.
“What?” Ro was leaning against the wall by the door, her boy toy beside her. She asked again, “What’s so funny with what she said?”
I narrowed my eyes. “Why do you care so much about Gray?”
She shot back, “Why do you?”
“He’s my friend.”
She lifted a hand and pretended to shoot herself. “You think you’re the only one that's friends with him?”
I opened my mouth, a retort at the tip of my tongue, when Tray cleared his throat. He straightened from the wall. “Let’s stick to the topic at hand.”
I turned my attention back to Dee. She was biting her lip, glancing between all of us. I could practically read her mind. “You’re not getting out of this. Spill what you know and I’ll let you leave with only Ro on your ass.”
“And if I don’t?”
Really? Flashing a grin, I kicked one of her legs to the side. Her elbows fell down and she almost tumbled to the floor. When a heated glare came at me, I moved my finger from side to side in front of her face. “I would’ve done real damage outside. Do you want to piss me off again?”
Ro sighed from behind me. “Dee, just tell her. My god, we’re not going to kill you. Stop acting like this. We all want the same thing.”
Dee’s loathing doubled and she pointed at me as she spoke to Ro, “Speak for yourself. She saw Brian last. He was doing something for her and he’s dead. Now Gray’s gone. All I know is that he didn’t want to talk to her for the longest time and the moment he decided to go see Taryn, he goes missing. Those two things aren’t a coincidence to me.” She swallowed, her throat jerking up and down. She crossed her arms over her chest again. “If I talk, I die. I’m not talking.”
I started for her.
She screamed and scrambled back on the bed.
No name guy jerked forward, saw that I didn’t do anything, and frowned to himself. He leaned back against the wall. Ro and Tray never moved.
“You’re sick, do you know that?” Dee pressed a hand to her chest.
I rolled my eyes. “Do you want to know what I said to Brian? I’ll talk, but you talk after I’m done. That’s the only way I’m doing this.”
She frowned.
Ro cursed. “Say yes, Dee. My god. This is taking forever. She was out for your blood. She’s not working with the bad guys. She wants Gray back as much as we do.”
“What if it’s a trap and she has us all killed?”
“If I wanted to kill you, I would’ve done it outside. These people stopped me.” I gestured around the room and to the door. “They held me back. I do my own dirty work. If I was who you’re claiming I am, I would’ve left, made a call, and had someone kill you off.” My eyes flashed. “I’m getting sick of your insults.”
Ro shot Tray a look. “She’s going dark again. Do something.”
He shot her a look back, but said to me, “Taryn?”
“What?”
“Make a call for her too, while you’re at it,” he said, staring right back at Ro. Everyone got his meaning.
She flushed, rolling her eyes. “I know Dee and she doesn’t buckle under pressure like that. You’re just intimidating her.”
I threw my hands in the air. “Asking her nicely didn’t work. Maybe treating her like an idiot will?”
“Whatever.” Ro glared at Dee. “Just talk. I’m getting sick of this.”
“Your patience has been noted.” My hands went to my hips and I turned so I was facing her squarely. “She’s not saying anything to you either.”
Ro glared at me.
“Hey,” Dee murmured, straightening on the bed. “Guys…”
“What?” We turned at once, barking the same word.
She gulped, cowered a moment, and then shook her head. “Fine. Okay. I’ll tell you.” She stopped and glanced between us.
I made a circling motion with my hand. “Go on. We’re all ears here.”
“Okay. Okay.” She nodded. Her arms unfolded and she patted her legs before moving to sit on the edge again. “Brian left me after he saw you that night at Rickets’ House. He wouldn’t tell me what he was doing or where he was going, just that you said something and he had to check it out.” She faltered, and her head moved down. “He was dead the next day. I didn’t know he was dead. I heard about it in the hallways with everyone else, and while I was devastated, I didn’t question anything. People were saying he was killed during a robbery. It made sense. He had a lot of money on him. He’d been dealing at Rickets’ all night.”