I’d never thought Sasha and Amber would be relieved to see me, but then again, they were probably relieved to see Tray and Krein, followed by five guards.
The four guys were quickly hauled off to a side hallway.
I grabbed Mandy in a hug and then turned to follow the guards, just behind where they took the four guys.
We were in the hallway leading to Jace’s office, but we were taken to a different area. It was a large open room, with a few bare tables loitering in the middle. At one side there was a bar and a fridge.
I’d never been in there before and it was…scary.
“Tray!” Amber cried out, throwing herself at him.
Mandy couldn’t even say anything. She just broke down, sobbing in a puddle.
Gesturing to Bryce, Krein asked me, “You want him taken to a hospital?”
“Uh,” I glanced at Tray, who looked him over and said, “Nah. He’ll live. My car’s outside.”
Sasha sat down beside us, shaking. “Tray, thanks for coming.”
Krein snorted at her before turning to talk privately with some of the guards.
A moment later, a door opened and Jace entered, stopping short when he saw the crowd.
“What the fuck?” he demanded. He hadn’t seen me yet. “Krein! What the hell? I told you no fucking parties. Tonight’s not the night. Galverson’s here.”
Krein smiled tightly and then gestured to me.
Jace’s gaze swung in my direction, and froze.
“Taryn,” he murmured, seemingly paralyzed.
Just then Tray stepped forward. “We’ll take Bryce out.”
“Evans,” Jace regarded him stiffly.
Tray gave him a tight nod in return, his eyes meeting mine for a second before he put an arm around Bryce and helped him out.
“Krein,” I spoke up, “we have another friend in there.”
“My brother,” Amber spoke up. “Can I go with you?”
Krein waited for Jace’s approval.
Jace nodded, jerking a thumb in their direction. “Take her with you, find her brother. And then get all of them out of here.”
Amber took one last look at Jace, raking her eyes up and down his body, before following Krein and two other guards.
Sasha was studying Jace intensely.
“What are you doing here?” Jace asked me, looking pissed.
“My sister and her friends were here. They were in trouble.” It didn’t mean to sound like an accusation, but it came out that way anyway.
Jace took it as one, too. He grimaced slightly, before he replied, “Tonight’s the first night of play-offs and there’s three conventions in town.”
“Who’s Galverson?” I asked, my gaze unwaveringly.
Jace’s jaw clenched. “No one you need to worry about.”