Cutting the connection, she hit up V. And got goddamn, frickin’ voice mail. Shit.
Butch told me Anslam was the one who killed my cousin.Craeg recoiled—which was a good thing because he needed a little personal space. Ever since the danger had dissipated when he killed a goddamn classmate, he’d felt like he’d stepped into a parallel universe.
The thing was, as he’d run Anslam through like the fucker had been nothing but an animal, he’d been reacting in defense of Paradise. The reason the male had been attacking her hadn’t been overly relevant at the time—and had remained unquestioned in the trippy aftermath.Peyton told the story quickly, and Craeg followed most of it. At least, he thought he did.Anslam and the Polaroids. Anslam and his reputation for being aggressive with females. Paradise putting it all togther.
Abruptly, Peyton turned to Paradise’s father and the two embraced.So how about this guy, Peyton said as the pair of them separated. He’s some kind of hero, huh.
Okay, right, it was entirely uncomfortable to have Paradise’s father look at him with something close to hero worship. Yeah, wow—could he leave now? Maybe he could leave … he wanted to go see Paradise, but—
He’s in love with Parry, too, by the way, Peyton announced. And she is with him.And then there was a knock on the door.
Yeah, boy, Craeg moved so fast off her bed, he practically slammed into the wall that was farthest away.It’s Butch, came the deep voice. I’m leaving now. Craeg, you gotta come with me.
Okay, Craeg said, heading for the door.When will I see you? Paradise asked. Tomorrow night’s class is canceled also?