Unwritten (Woodlands 5)
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“She says that Marrow’s being sent back to prison for violating his parole and he’ll have to serve out the rest of his sentence as well as whatever term he gets for stabbing Rudd.”
Davis grunts in satisfaction. “Finally.”
“He’ll be out in ten years or something like that.”
“But you know how to fight him off now. That was badass, Landry. Proud of you.”
When I don’t immediately join in his laughter, his grin falters. “What’s wrong?”
“Pressley said that a male named Albert Bouchard contacted Marrow. Told him where I was.”
“What?” he shouts. A few people clear their throats. Loud voices are apparently looked down on in the hospital cafeteria. He abandons the tray and drags me out into the hall. “Is that Albie?”
“Yup.”
His eyes narrow. “What exactly did she say?”
“That he had contact with Marrow and let him know where I was.”
“Oh, that fucker is dead.”
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“Why would he do that?”
“Pissant was jealous of our success.” He strides down the hall. I have to jog to keep up with him.
“Where are we going?”
“To get Adam. He’s smoking outside with Ian. Then we’re going over to TA and beat the shit out of Albie.”
“You can’t do that.”
“Why the hell not?” he asks as we near the exterior doors.
“Because you might break your hand again.”
“Then I’ll beat him with the mic stand.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Adam
“Oh, he’s a dead man,” I declare the second after Davis finishes telling me how Marrow found us in Phoenix.
“Can we just shelve the beating for now? Haven’t you both got it out of your system?” Landry asks.
“No,” both Davis and I say at the same time.
I pull out my phone and dial Hollister’s number. “Yo, Holly. Where is Threat Alert right now?”
“Right now?” he asks. “I have no idea. They finished their set about forty minutes ago.”
“But they’re at the venue, right?”
“I suppose. The bus is. Why? And how’s Rudd, anyway?”
“He’s going to be fine. You need to find Albie and make sure he doesn’t leave.”