I stalked over to the same table he’d been seated at earlier. “Rebel had a run-in with a hand in the dining hall. I want to take a look at the security footage to see who it was.”
Decker nodded, pulled out his mobile, opened an app, and stood. “Let’s go.”
I followed him out the front door and into his truck. He peeled out of the driveway and onto the dirt road.
“What’s going on, Deck?”
“I need to double-check the footage. He did a good job hiding his face.”
“Bloody hell,” I muttered.
He had a white-knuckle grip on the steering wheel, and his jaw was as tight as mine felt.
While Decker checked the security equipment at the dining hall, I went in search of Rebel. I needed my eyes on her. Tee-Tee had said she was out back, so that’s where I went first. I saw her right away, headed toward me.
“Hey, Rebel.”
She shielded her eyes. “Edge. What are you doing here?”
“Let’s go inside.” Once I made sure the door was closed and locked behind her, I motioned for her to follow me into the dining hall.
“I heard you had a run-in earlier.”
“I guess that’s what you could call it, since I ran into someone.”
“Tee-Tee said that one of the hands bumped into you and then left.”
“That’s right.”
“What did he look like?”
“I didn’t get a good look at him. What’s with the questions, Edge? I broke a couple of plates.”
“I think there was more to it.”
Her eyes stayed steady on mine. “There wasn’t.”
She was lying to me, and I didn’t like it. “I need to find Decker. When I get back, there are some things I want to talk over with you.”
“Like what?”
“For starters, I want to make sure you’re armed. Do you know how to handle a gun, Rebel?”
She stared at me and cocked her head.
“If you don’t, I’ll teach you.”
“Sometimes it’s very obvious you’re not from Texas, Edge. Do I know how to handle a gun?”
I put my hand around her arm, and she flinched. “What was that?”
“What do you mean?”
“You flinched.”
“No, I didn’t.”
Now I was livid. Her lies were piling up. “What did he do to you? Show me.”