I know Jax and Hunter blame Zay, but I honestly understand why he did what he did. And at least we know now that Porter wasn’t part of the group that threw me off the bridge, so we can check him off the list. Of course, I have another target on my back, so …

“I think we might have to split up,” I tell Jax after he reminds me that he’s going to go to the club with me. “I mean, with everything going on … it just seems like it has to happen.”

He shakes his head. Then, sliding his arm behind me, he leans in and whispers in my ear, “I know I told you I wouldn’t tell you what to do, but I really don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be alone. We’ll figure out a way to get everything done, okay? Just let me go with you.”

I sigh, but ultimately say, “Okay.”

“We should also go pick up your stuff from your aunt and uncle’s house,” Hunter adds, fiddling with a ring on his finger.

I glance at him with my head angled to the side. “They still need to give me permission to move out.”

“We already talked about that, remember?” Hunter says with a devious grin. “We’re gonna use that video of her cheating on her husband. Although, I’ve been thinking about that, and I don’t think we should use the footage itself, because then that’d bust us for spying on them. But I’m sure we can use the knowledge to our benefit. We just need to come up with a game plan. Plus, with how young that guy looked on the video, I actually wonder if he could be a minor. We might be able to find out if I can clean up the footage a bit and get a better view of his face.”

“Wait … What’s going on?” Zay says in confusion.

“Whoops, I guess we forgot to mention that,” Hunter says, giving him a dirty look. “Guess you can call us even now since you didn’t tell us about Porter.”

Zay rolls his eyes but doesn’t remark.

While everything they’ve said sounds like it could work, I worry that it somehow won’t work. And that still leaves the issue of … “That just adds another thing to the really long to-do list,” I point out. “It’s kind of crazy how long it’s getting.”

“She does have a point,” Zay says. “On top of all this other stuff, we apparently have to throw a party for my brother.” He gives Hunter a dirty look.

“You know, normally, I’d say your annoyance was justified,” Hunter replies as he reclines back in the sofa and props his boot-clad foot up onto his knee, snow falling off the bottom of it. “But, after the little stunt you pulled, I think we can all just agree to let our irritation with each other drop so we can focus on creating a plan on how to get some answers, protect Raven, and plan a party that we’re going to spy on, because I really want to know why in the hell Benton is keeping stuff from the bosses.”