“Yeah.” My brows pull together. “What the hell are you two doing here? I thought you had in-school suspension.”

“We did, but then Jax hacked into Mr. Moleny’s computer and found out some interesting search history that could be incriminating if anyone found out,” Zay says, grabbing the plate with my half-eaten slice of pie on it.

“So you two blackmailed him into getting out of suspension?” I ask, though it’s not really a question, since I pretty much already know the answer.

Jax nods, reclining back into the booth. “We also blackmailed him into giving us a ride here and informed him that if we ever got in-school suspension again, we’d send everyone on the teacher faculty a list of the information.”

“We?” Zay questions, cocking his brow at Jax.

“Okay, Zay informed him,” Jax corrects with an eye roll. “I hacked into the system.”

I’m not surprised. Out of the two of them, Zay is way more vocal and daring. Jax has always been the quieter one, while I’m the jokester. Together, we kind of balance each other out, which is why I think we’ve managed to remain best friends for so long, despite how different we are.

We do have similarities, though, like our messed-up, broken families, corrupt fathers, and painful childhoods. But we rarely speak about that kind of stuff.

“It was a damn good idea. I’m glad, too, because this flying solo thing was getting really old.” I slant back and cross my arms, my thoughts wandering back to Ravenlee and how I spent lunch with her.

Okay, maybe my solo time wasn’t completely awful. And after reading this file, I want to know more about her.

“What’s that look for?” Zay asks as he stuffs a bite of pie into his mouth.

I lift a shoulder. “I’m just thinking about what’s in this file. Or, more like what’s not in it.”

Zay just gives me a look, like he’s not buying into my bullshit.

Jax leans forward and rests his arms on the table. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, there’s hardly any background info on the town sheriff or his family.” I briefly pause. “Or his niece.”

“Who’s his niece? And what does she have to with this?” Zay asks as he wolfs down another bite of pie.

After what happened between Zay and Raven, I’m hesitant to tell him. But I’ll eventually have to since him and Jax will be helping me dig up information on the sheriff.

“You know the new girl?” I ask cautiously.

“The blonde one?” Zay asks. “Or the other fucking one with a death wish?”

“Speaking of which,” Jax chimes in, “are those two sisters? Because they don’t look or act like it, yet they started school the same day … I’m a little confused.”

“They’re cousins,” I explain. “The blonde one is Dixie May and is the sheriff’s daughter. Raven, the one who got Zay’s panties all up in a bunch, is his niece. He got guardianship over her after her parents were murdered.”