“Give. Me. The. Keys.” And then her voice softens. “We can’t afford to have anything else go missing, Brecken.”

“Let’s just remember we already searched bags. I didn’t steal any of this shit,” Brecken says, but he drops the keys in her palm all the same.

“Uh,” Josh scratches the back of his neck, looking as uncomfortable with this turn of events as I feel. “Are we sure this is the best place?”

“It’s the only place. I’m beyond done with this adventure. We need to call the police,” Harper says. “We’re going to tell them what happened. Then we’re going to wait here for them to come and pick us up.”

“Look, we can do whatever you need to do,” Brecken says, lowering his voice. “But are you sure the police are a good idea? I mean, with everything?”

With everything? My ears prickle at that comment, but I’m careful not to look too interested. Josh doesn’t play it so cool; he watches Brecken like an armed bomb.

“You ran somebody over,” Harper says. “It doesn’t matter what I think now.”

Kayla sits up with a groan and rubs her eyes. “What’s this place?”

“The Cock ’N Bull,” Josh says, completely deadpan. “Harper wants to go inside.”

“Cool. I could use a drink,” Kayla says around a yawn. She’s sweaty and dazed.

“Does this strike you as a good time to stop for a drink?” Brecken asks.

“Stop deflecting,” Josh says.

“We’re stopping to call the police,” Harper tells Kayla.

“This feels like an opportunity to pin everything on me and pretend you all had nothing to do with it,” Brecken says, sounding more annoyed than afraid.

“We need to tell them what happened,” I say. “If we don’t, we all look guilty.”

“How stupid do you think I am?” Brecken snaps, a muscle in his jaw jumping. “I look guilty, not you. Just me, because I was the one behind the wheel.”

“No one’s accusing you of anything,” Josh says, and he’s using that soothing tone again. It makes me think of preschool teachers. The cold look that crosses Brecken’s face tells me he doesn’t appreciate it. But Josh goes on, undeterred. “Harper just wants to be honest. I think that’s what we all want.”

“Like you’re being honest?” Brecken asks, eyes narrowed. “About who pulled the wheel?”

“I did pull the wheel.” Josh says each word slowly. “I pulled it because I didn’t want you to…” He trails off shaking his head. “Let’s just explain what happened. It was an accident, right?”

Brecken shakes his head. “You guys really don’t think it was, do you? You think I did this?”