The next morning, I sat at the kitchen island and drank coffee with Mom as we waited for the girls to come over for a girls’ day. She scrolled through a Redwood news article on her phone and looked over at me.
“Did anything happen last night at the game?” she asked. “There was a police officer who was kidn*pped and had his car stolen. They tracked it to an abandoned house out in the woods but couldn’t find the officer anywhere.”
My entire body tensed, my stomach tightening. Mom probably thought that this was Poison’s doing. Hell, everyone would probably blame them for this anyway, but this had nothing to do with them. This was all Akio.
“I didn’t hear anything about it,” I said, sipping my coffee.
Mom side-eyed me and raised a brow, knowing that I knew something. Thankfully, she didn’t
