“Thanks, man,” Evander replies. “We’ll fill you in on what we find out after we’ve spoken to him.”
“Great,” Ty replies and then hangs up.
Evander stares at his phone for a moment, frowning, “We need to figure this whole Dimitri thing out pretty fucking quickly, because I immediately started thinking of ways that we could break him out.”
“Yeah, there’s definitely something weird going on,” Coen says with surprise at Evander’s admission. “Also, I meant to ask, but shit happened, have you told Ty that Dimitri’s a hellhound?”
The guys all shake their heads, and Coen’s shoulders drop with relief.
“We can’t,” Reed says.
Coen’s eyebrows rise as he leans forward in his seat so he can see Reed better, “What do you mean you can’t?”
“I mean, we tried to tell Ty because it seemed like something that he should know, and information that the team who were bringing him in should have, but several of us tried and we physically couldn’t say anything,” Reed explains. “I was in the lab with him, looking at him, and I couldn’t say a word.”
“I didn’t want to tell Ty, not really,” River admits. “It felt almost like it would to tell someone about some of our more unique abilities.”
Raiden nods, “That’s it. It felt as if I were telling everyone that River actually had nine tails. I mean, no one but the people in this van knows that.”
Coen’s eyebrows rise even higher, “Seriously? You all felt like that?”
The guys all nod.
“Oh, there absolutely has to be something more going on. I can’t think of a single reason why you would hold that kind of loyalty to Dimitri, especially since you know how he treated Neith,” Coen says thoughtfully.
“Yeah, the question is what? And why?” River asks.
“Fuck knows,” Ransom mutters.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out as they continue their conversation.
Navy:I’m really sorry, guys, I’m not going to be able to make it on Sunday. I have a job that’s proving tricky.
Joey:I can’t either, and for the same reason.
Me:That’s okay, we can arrange it for another time. Eventually, we’re all going to get together.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Neith
Ihad absolutely no idea what day it was today, so it’s probably a good job that they’ve both cancelled, because there was absolutely no way that I was going to remember to turn up until one of them texted me asking me where I was. My phone buzzes again.
Navy:We definitely are, don’t worry. I’ve got to go. Neith, be careful, I’m getting lots of confusing as fuck snippets from you.
Me:Always.
Navy:Oh, and it’s Thursday today.
Chuckling quietly, I type back a thank-you message telling her she’s awesome.
I know Neera will pick up the messages when she gets back from her date with Kahru, small world. Putting my phone away, I tune back into the conversation.
“Are we still heading for Sully’s?” Doc asks.
“Oh shit, yeah, I forgot about that,” Coen says as he checks his watch. “It’s still early enough. We should still be able to avoid everyone, including the staff.”
“Yeah, we need to, or we may not get the chance. We have no idea what Dimitri is going to tell us tomorrow, we could end up knee deep in the case and not be able to talk to Sully,” Reed adds.
