My heart races, not knowing if Z will even tell me. I look down the hall and I can barely hear him talking to his brother, but their voices are far too hushed to hear a thing. Cade won’t tell me what’s going on, I’m certain of that.
The phone pings.
Kam: I’m sure. Ask him to tell you.
As the conversation continues, my worries intensify.
My first question is the one most obvious to ask.
Ella: Is it something like … like that would have made James mad?
His answer makes my blood run cold.
Kam: Yes.
Ella: Something Z did?
Kam: No. Z didn’t do this.
Ella: Can’t you just tell me?
Kam: Is that the way you want it to go? Or do you want to ask him to tell you?