“Go right ahead. I have the spare key and even if I didn’t, you taught me topick locks when I was twelve years old. You’d only have yourself toblame.” She plants her fists on her hips. “Wren’s having some serioussecond thoughts about this arrangement. Meeting my father yesterday justmade it worse.”
“Shocker,” I mumble as I rub a knuckle in my eye.
“We need to consider telling her —”
“You don’t need to finish.” I drag my gaze up to meet hers. “I know whatyou’re going to say and the answer is still no. We can’t tell her everything.”
“If she understands the situation, she might be more willing to stay. Shemight feel like she’s a part of the group instead of an outsider here.”
“We are not a group, Bee. There is no group. There is no anything.”
