Wren

“This is Mitch.”

A shudder runs down my spine at the very familiar voice that comes through Ray’s speaker.

Clay types on the computer in the backseat.

“Keep him talking,” he mouths.

“The president of Outlaws, right?” Ray asks.

“Yes.”

He gives me a wide eyed look and I shrug. I don’t know what he should say, not when Mitch is being very straight forward.

“EJ!” Torch suggests in a whisper. “Ask about EJ.”

“Can I help you? You’re wasting my time.” ...