“What’s—?” I started but Lee jerked his finger toward my face and interrupted me.
“You. Shut it,” he growled then turned his attention to The Kevster and jerked his finger in Kevin’s face. “You, tell us how you knew there was a bomb.”
I clenched my teeth and my eyes flew to Ren.
He was looking at me and he looked even less happy than me. But he jerked his head in a negative shake once and looked to Kevin.
I did too and saw that The Kevster was fidgeting, his eyes darting from me to Lee to different men in the room then to Lee again and he said, “I, uh… dude, I—”
Lee leaned into him and roared, “Tell me how you knew there was a bomb planted in my sister’s apartment!”
I pushed away from the desk. “Lee,” I started cautiously. “He’s freaked. Give him a minute.”
Lee turned blazing brown eyes to me. “Your best bet right now, Ally, is to keep your mouth shut. I’ll get to you.”
He’d get to me?
I felt my eyes get big. “Excuse me?”
Lee turned fully to me and planted his hands on his hips. “One day, my sister gets up in the business of every dirty power broker in a hundred mile radius of Aspen. The next day her apartment explodes. You puttin’ these pieces together or do I gotta do it for you?”
Oh I did not think so!
I leaned into him and started to snap, “Don’t you—”
“It was Rosie.”
That was said by The Kevster, and both Lee and my eyes shot to him.
“Say again?” Lee demanded.
“Rosie’s back,” The Kevster told Lee, and then looked at me. “I mean, dudette, he didn’t plant the bomb. But he may have, um… dropped your name, to some, uh… people and, uh… well, that didn’t go too good.”
What the hell?
“Rosie’s back?” I asked.
“Yeah. He’s back and he might have, uh… brought some trouble with him.”
Lee dropped his head and looked at his boots.
I stared at The Kevster.
I saw movement and turned to see it was Ren who was the one moving.
Taking one look at his face, belatedly I felt the weight of the air and I knew he was not just angrier than me. He was livid.
I moved quickly, got in front of him, put a hand on his chest and caught his eyes. “Let me, Ren. Please,” I asked quietly.
“You got two minutes, babe. Then it’s me,” he replied.
I stared into his eyes.
Yep. Livid.
Hmm. Better get a move on.
I nodded, turned my back to him and looked down at The Kevster.