Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,167
was far too expensive for a detectives salary, but I let it drop choosing to observe instead of comment. He strikes me as vaguely familiar but I can’t put my finger on why.
“Good you’re ready,” he says looking over us, his eyes lingering on me for long enough to make the guys close ranks but I don’t get a bad vibe from him especially as his eyes light up with amusement at their reaction and he hides a smirk. “We’re going to need to leave right away, we got a tip that there’s a leak at the station” he says turning back into a professional.
“Let’s go” Trick says to us keeping his own mask in place and we grab our bags waving to Jenny and Rob as we walk out.
“Whoa” I say as I spot the freaking limo out on the curb.
Why the fuck would a detective arrive in a limo? The guys share a look obviously thinking the same thing and I’m glad it’s not just me. We get in silently and I’m boxed in on either side by Trick and Riot as the guys make sure to position themselves so that the detective is sat as far from me as possible.
“What’s with the limo?” Luc asks as soon as the car is in motion.
“The school has a certain reputation and you need to uphold that high standard if you’re to blend in successfully” he says.
“It’s a school for rich snobs then?” I scoff, grinning.
“That’s one way to put it” he chuckles, “however since I just got the judge to release your entire inheritance wouldn’t that mean that you fit into that category too now?” He raises his eyebrow at me clearly expecting a reaction.
I watch him with suspicion. If image is so important to this school that I’ve needed to have my inheritance released early then I’m starting to wonder what kind of school this really is.
“What about us?” Cash questions.
“Well you and Luc are more than fine, financially are you not?” he says and they nod, “and the rest you are also incredibly well off. Something your parents don’t know about.”
“How the fuck would you know that?” Riot questions, angling his body so that I can barely see the detective from behind a solid back.
I smirk at his protective gesture, he knows that I am more than capable of taking care of myself but it’s natural for him to protect to me.
“I’ve done my research. I had to when Ever said she wouldn’t come without you” he tells us but I’ve got this niggling feeling that there’s more to it than that simple explanation. “Listen, we can talk about what I do and don’t know at some other point but for now I really need to give you some information about the school if you’re going to survive it. It’s not the most traditional place to send you guys” he finishes that confusing sentence as his eyes land back on me and Riot tenses back up, having only just relaxed his posture enough that I could fully see.
“Survive?” Rafe asks out loud, a growl to his voice and the promise of violence flashing in his blue eyes.
“The kids at the school are cut throat. Rich beyond belief and know how to make it work for them so they get away with all kinds of shit and not just skipping detention or paying off teachers to pass exams. The teachers can be just as bad” he states and we share a look.
In all honesty I’m not that worried. I’ve dealt with rich pricks before, they don’t scare me, although they probably should considering the shit the last rich fuckers put me through.
“We can handle that” Jensen states simply sounding almost bored.
“I sure as fuck hope so but I still felt the need to warn you.”
“Consider us warned” Jensen says his voice tinged with a decidedly icy tone.
“So a bit of information. You will be able to call your parents but we have encrypted phones for you to use and you will not be able to go back on breaks as it’s too risky for everyone involved. If there is even a hint of your houses being watched then the calls will have to stop” he eyes us seriously until we nod, “It is a school and although we will try to smooth over any issues that arise there’s only so much we can do. So in other words either behave or don’t get caught” he adds with a