Jax shrugs, glancing at me. "I have no idea, but I’m sure it’s not for something good."
“I know.” I give a considering pause. “So what’re we going to do?”
Jax shrugs. “What we have to do.”
Hunter frowns. “We can’t just throw Raven under the bus like this.”
“I’m not saying we’re going to,” Jax tells him, reclining back in the chair. “But we were already going to look into her. Now we’re just doing it for him and for us.”
Hunter’s lips part in a protest, but Jax elevates his hand, silencing him.
“You know our deal with the bosses,” Jax reminds Hunter. “If we don’t do what they ask for the next six months, we’ll end up buried in this town. Is that what you want? To be stuck here, seeing Diane all the time?”
Hunter reluctantly shakes his head. “No.”
“Okay, then.” Jax lowers his hand.
“But Raven’s one of us now,” Hunter says, crossing the room and sitting down at the table. “We’re breaking rules if we do something that’ll hurt her. Plus, we’re supposed to be taking care of her uncle for her. How are we going to do that if the bosses want us looking into him more?”
“We’ll still take care of him. We’ll just have to be more subtle about it than I was planning on.” He slips his gun back into his ankle holster. “And we’re not going to hurt Raven. We’re just going to get to know her and find out more about her. And from what Zay said, there’s not really much to look into anyway.” He looks at me, his brow arching. “Right?”
I nod and for the most part, I’m telling the truth, except for one small thing. I didn’t mention it in the car because I knew Jax would worry about it, and he needed a clear head while we were at his father’s place. But I didn’t realize Diane was the only one that was going to be here. If I had, I would’ve been more worried about Hunter.
“There is one other thing,” I say. “I couldn’t find any info on Raven up until the age of five. Before that, it’s like she didn’t exist, so either her family was living off the radar, which leaves me asking: why? Or she wasn’t with her family up until that point, but again: why?”
A drop of worry flickers in Jax’s and Hunter’s eyes as we all trade a look. I’m guessing we’re all having similar thoughts.
Just who is Ravenlee Wilowwynter?
I want to find out the answer more than I probably should.