She’d take the deal.
“What’s your question?”
I stood up and paced. “You hang around Jace. A lot more than he realizes. There’s been so many times he’s told me you weren’t there, but you always were and I’m thinking that you have your own little way to get in there—a way that Jace doesn’t know about.”
“And your point?” she demanded hotly.
I was pissing her off.
“I wanna know if Jace made a deal? It would’ve been a deal made a long time ago.”
“He’s made a lot of deals,” she said vaguely, but I heard hesitation in her voice. She knew something, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to share.
“It would’ve been with Galverson.”
Cammy was quiet, but I could almost hear her thinking.
“Taryn,” she sounded weary, “you shouldn’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.”
What the hell?
“Are you trying to be smart?” I asked, harshly. “Just tell me the deal.”
Then she spilled the beans.
“Galverson’s from the east coast. He brought a crew into town.”
“What are they doing here?”
“They’re doing shipments. I heard Jace say something about the new storage building, they needed more guards or something. I guess it got broken into.”
“What are they storing?”
“I don’t know, but do you really have to guess?” she murmured scathingly.
Drugs. But where’d the bracelet come from?
“When did this get set up?” I mused, more to myself than her.
“Galverson showed up four months ago.”
A month after I left.
Cammy continued, “But I remember Jace talking to him on the phone last year.”
Last year.
I waited for the golden question till the end. I asked, “You hear any deals my name was slipped into?”
Complete silence.
“Cammy,” I urged.
“Taryn, seriously, I don’t think you know what you’re doing.”
“You wanna know the truth or not?” I shot back swiftly.
It worked.