The second Adrian left the Rusted Axle the tension inside the diner shifted into something heavier. Knox stayed beside the counter watching the rain outside like he was thinking through ten different problems at once.
Meanwhile I was trying very hard not to think about Sabrina sitting outside with Black Reapers. Because that felt like the beginning of a massive f*****g disaster.
“You gonna keep glaring at windows all day?” I asked while refilling Knox’s coffee.
“You gonna keep dodging questions?” Knox asked glancing toward me.
“Probably.” I said.
“Come to the clubhouse tonight.” He said as his mouth twitched slightly before he stood from the stool.
“That sounded suspiciously official.” I said.
“It is.” He said.
“Knox.” I said.
He stepped closer while lowering his voice en
