NINETEEN
Tulsi couldn’t believe it. After all she’d gone through, all her hopes and her conviction vanished in a heartbeat.
“Like hell you’re not part of the deal,” she asserted. “If you’re not part of the deal, I’m not going back.”
“Look around, Nymph,” Wreck said. “Any guy here could drag you back there. Kicking and screaming only makes the scene more real.”
“Damn you and more real,” she said. “Why would you go back?” Flipping around, she set her anger on Styx. “What the hell did you do?”
“Wasn’t me,” he said, holding up his hands in surrender. “When I drove in Merch’s garage to park up, your boyfriend and his buddies had just arrived back.”
That would’ve put them a good hour or two behind her, Svana, and Ripp. “What took you so long?” she asked Wreck.
He growled Ripp’s way. “We h
