Courtney POV.
After my little conversation with Grim and grandpa, I went in search of Richie, remembering that Kaden said he needed to speak to me. Please God, don’t let Richie lie to me.
I don’t bother knocking on his door, I just walk in. I hear a moan and cover my eyes with a shriek when I hear a s**t. The sound of clothes being put back in place.
“Sorry Rich, I will, erm, come back. Carry on.” I run out of the room like the hounds of hell are chasing me. My cheeks flush with embarrassment. Note to self, knock. Always knock.
I walk to the bar and sit down. There isn’t much to do while in lockdown. The remaining members need to know the truth about what has happened. I can’t hide this forever. Besides, if they know, then some of them may be willing to help execute the plan.
“Sweeth
