“I’m not afraid of you,” Gabriel said testily. “I’m thinking about Hype, okay? What if that asshole does something else to her?”
“He won’t,” Jake said. He kept the pressure on the gas pedal, and they sped on.
* * * *
“That’s it, there,” Gabe said as the pickup rolled past the houses lining the street. It was after midnight. The clubs and bars downtown would still be full, but this far north of Bloor-Danforth there was almost nothing but silent houses on dark, late-night streets. It was as if all the other people had disappeared.
Gabe had been on edge since Hype’s phone call, and the quiet darkness of the houses surrounding them seemed eerie instead of restful. He’d guessed which house belonged to Hype before they saw the number because it was the only one with lights shining through on
