Chapter 22
Caleb's POV
One second I was behind Elliot as he was getting his stance ready to pounce on someone, the next thing I knew I was getting dragged by P'Keith and P'Bohdi out of the club.
"Let go! Elliot is still in there!"
I heard P'Keith sigh heavily. "He'll be fine!" His grip was tight on me as he walked me towards the parking lot. "Zayne got him."
With questions and confusion running in my head, I couldn't grasp the words I wanted to say first. P'Bohdi looked pissed as he helped P'Keith drag me inside a blue convertible. It's P'Keith's car. One of them. I swear these rich bastards have more cars than pairs of shoes I have.
I heard the two friends talking outside the car before P'Keith got on the driver seat. "Seatbelt, Nong."
"You're ordering me?"
"Just." He sighed ag
