Surge - Maya Nicole Page 0,52

they were taking some kind of performance-enhancing drug. I was surprised no one had caught on so far.

When they swam, they moved with a fluidity that no one else even came close to matching. From the moment their feet left the blocks to the time they turned at the opposite wall, they barely came up for air.

At first I thought they were breathing, but the more I watched and zoomed in with the camera lens, the more I noticed. With them being in the water and so much action happening, it was hard to tell for sure. They moved their heads, but their mouths didn't open.

Once they won their heats, which was not surprising, they didn't even seem to be out of breath like the rest of the swimmers. It was as if the races had been leisurely walks through the park for them.

The meet lasted hours and I decided to stay the entire time, not taking pictures for yearbook, but to gather evidence against them. I still had the unknown pill hidden in my desk drawer. It was low on my priority list, but there had to be a lab somewhere that would do an analysis of its contents.

Once the meet was over, I hung back in the stands. It was nearly dark, and since most of the ceiling and upper section of the walls were glass, I saw the gorgeous shades of pinks and purples in the sky.

I was in the last little group of people leaving the stands when I heard Jax ask, "Did you find it?"

I continued on with the group, but instead of exiting out into the lobby, I waited until they walked through the doors and then stayed close to the side of the bleachers.

"I looked but it was nowhere to be found," Morgan said.

The bleachers weren't like in the movies. These were state of the art stands that had a wall preventing you from slipping behind. There was a door though. I turned the knob and peeked inside. It was a storage area for lane ropes and other pool equipment.

"Where exactly did you look?" Jax was standing with his arms crossed over his chest.

I could still see the main pool from between the bleachers and the Tritons standing near the edge of it. They were still in their swimming gear.

"Literally every drawer and closet. She has a vibrator, by the way." Morgan laughed when Blake smacked his chest. "What? I thought you'd like to know that the vixen isn't so innocent."

My stomach dropped and I put my hand over my mouth, realizing he had been in my house and must have been looking for the knife. What else would they have been after?

"Are you sure she even had it?" Blake was wringing his hands at his sides and rocking on the balls of his feet.

"Yes, and Mo said that guy mentioned the knife. It has to be real." He ran his hand over his hair and then clamped a hand down on Blake's shoulder to get him to stop moving. "Just wait for the coach to come back through here."

"It hurts." Blake started jumping like he was getting ready for a race.

I couldn't stop myself from looking at their bodies in their swim jammers. It left nothing to the imagination.

"If you had sex more, that would help. Right, Jax?" Morgan laughed and moved away from Blake's fist. "Don't get mad at me for speaking the truth. Our dicks taking a little swim in a mouth or pussy does wonders."

"What are you three still doing here?" The swim coach came out from the locker room area with a bag over his shoulder. "Going to stay and swim some more? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were born fish."

They all laughed uncomfortably. Jax held up a set of keys and jingled them. "You know it."

"I'll lock the front doors. The locker rooms are clear and the back doors locked. The custodian is cleaning the men’s locker rooms."

"Thanks, Coach." Jax threw the keys next to a towel and they waited in silence.

It must have been ten minutes and then all three dived into the water. I moved to the other end of the bleachers to get a better view of the pool.

My heart pounded as none of them resurfaced for air. I saw movement under the water but it was almost dark and they hadn't turned on the lights.

I took my phone out and set it to record. It was so hard to