Finn jumps into Dutchâs bed and I swat him off.
He glares at me.
I point down. âWe know what happens in here. Get off their bed.â
Finn looks unbothered. âIf I avoided places because of that, I wouldnât have anywhere to sit.â
âHey, I followed the rules. I never brought a girl home,â I say.
Both my brothers give me dull looks.
I clear my throat. âIt was one time and I never did it again.â
âWhatâs with the emergency meeting?â Dutch strums on his guitar. The strings spell C-A-D-E-Y.
I swear, my twin is embarrassing. No matter how in love I am, Iâm never painting some girlâs name over my drum set.
âI have an update on dad and Marian.â
Dutch looks expectantly at me.
Finn puts his book down.
âItâs going to be tougher than I thought,â I admit. âMarian thinks dad is her ticket to a new life.â
âWe knew that already,â Dutch says, picking out a complicated riff.
âNo, you donât get it. Sheâs with him. Rain or shine. She wouldnât dump him if we told her he was banging other women in her bed.â
âDid she say that?â
âShe might as well have.â
âI donât know, Zane,â Finn mumbles. âHow are you so sure if she didnât say that outright?â
âIâm not an idiot.â
Finn gives me a look that says âthatâs debatable.â
I ignore it and sweep my fingers through my hair. âDad doesnât call her. Barely comes home. Treats her like an afterthought. Sheâs the most single married person Iâve ever seen and she doesnât care. Itâll take more than just telling her about the inheritance to change her mind. We need proof that dad is a maniac.â
âIf we had proof of that, we would have ended his stupid game a long time ago,â Dutch mutters.
âHow about we prove he murdered Cadenceâs mom?â
Finn shakes his head. âI read the police reports. She really did die of an overdose.â
âAnd dad wasnât even in the country when she passed,â Dutch said.
âHe could have sent someone to do it.â
âSure. I agree with that,â Dutch says. âBut heâs too smart to leave anything that could trace back to him.â
âDad always seems to be one step ahead of us,â Finn agrees.
We fall into stiff silence.
âConvincing Miss Jamiesonâs mom to divorce him is still our best option.â Dutch rubs his chin. âAre you sure sheâs not secretly planning to divorce him anyway?â
âIf she is, she has a funny way of showing it.â
Finnâs jaw works as he thinks.
âIt might be different if the warning comes from Grey,â I offer. âMarian might not believe me, but she wonât ignore her daughter.â
I let my brothers stew in that for a beat.
âSpeaking of Grey, thereâs something else.â
âIs this about Hall?â Dutch asks. âYou scared he might come after you?â
âIf he tries to make himself a problem, heâll regret it.â My fingers clench around my sticks.
Dutch raises a brow, but he doesnât say anything.
I meet my brotherâs eyes. âRemember when I told you Harris was being weird that day?â
They nod.
I tell them what Marian confided in me.
âWhen Harris said that Grey could ruin Redwood, I think this is what he was talking about.â
Finn looks intrigued. âNo wonderâ¦â
We both turn to him.
âThereâs this saying that the ghost of the student who was murdered still roams around the school.â
Dutch looks grossed out.
I shudder.
âI thought it was just an urban legend.â Finn smirks. âI had no idea it was based on a real murder.â
My brother is insane. Why is he smiling like that?
âI was thinkingâ¦â I murmur, âwhat if we forge an alliance?â
âWith who?â Dutch asks.
âGrey. Weâll help her investigate and dish out all the revenge she wants. In return, she convinces her mom to leave dad.â
âI like it,â Finn says.
Dutch looks at me. âYou sure youâre doing this for the right reasons?â
âWhat other reasons could I have?â
He just stares me down.
âItâs a work partnership.â
Finn snorts. I get the idea that he doesnât believe me.
Dutchâs eyes are the same shape as mine yet itâs more than just the colors that are different. His is filled with a lot more darkness. The three of us are the same age, but he always acts like the weight of the world is on his shoulders.
âItâs one thing if Miss Jamieson is someone youâre screwing around with,â Dutch warns. âItâs different if she gets involved in our business. You blow things up with her, it could ruin everything for us.â
âYouâre acting like Iâm radioactive.â
Dutch doesnât laugh. He just keeps staring.
I lift my chin. âGrey and I⦠have an understanding. Besides, sheâll need our help more than we need hers.â
Dutch relents and finally looks down.
Finn picks up his book again. âWhat do you think dad is doing right now?â
âMarian said heâs on tour.â I walk over to the mini-fridge. The moment I open the door, I see a bunch of face masks, sparkling water, and girly crap.
I push past the sparkling water and grab a beer.
âI havenât seen any articles about him,â Dutch says.
âI feel uneasy. Whenever dadâs too quiet, he comes back with something crazy.â
âLike that time he decided to teach at Redwood,â I agree.
âOr that time he sent Cadence across Europe and tossed me in jail,â Dutch murmurs.
Finn grunts in agreement.
âWe canât predict what dad will do next,â I tell them. âRight now, we have our own thing. Weâll deal with dad when he strikes.â
Dutch glances at Finn who nods.
âAlright then,â Dutch slips his guitar over his head, âletâs do it.â My lips inch higher as he says, âLetâs strike a deal with Miss Jamieson.â
Jinx: Drumsticks and Stones Can Break My Bones
Itâs Day One without our resident princes and already, the air feels colder. Redwood just doesnât seem as bright without our three shiny royals. Hurry back, dear princes. There are still so many secrets to be told.
Until the next post, keep your enemies close and your secrets even closer.
â Jinx