Page 23 of Unbound

“Do you think he’s connected to the same group as the dude who hit you and Toby?” Tucker asks.

Trevor shoots Tucker a pointed glare.

“Don’t fucking look at me like that.” Tucker motions to Sybil with one hand. “She’s got naked Walker as her screensaver. I’m one hundred percent positive she knows he was in an accident last spring.”

“He’s not naked. He’s totally wearing pants.” Sybil sits a little straighter in her chair. “And Tucker’s right. I did already know about the accident.” She pinches her lower lip between her teeth before admitting, “I have pictures of that dead guy too if you want to see them.”

“We’ve already seen them. Our friend Heidi was able to track down his identity for us.” Titus checks his phone. “Speaking of Heidi, she should be jumping in any minute.”

Sybil’s pale brows pinch together. “Jumping in… where?”

Titus smirks, looking a little smug. “Wait and see.”

Sybil’s big blue eyes move from where my oldest cousin stands to rest on me. Again, she leans close, dropping her voice to a whisper. “What is he talking about?”

Titus clearly doesn’t want Sybil to know what he’s expecting to happen, but I can’t just let her shit her pants when someone takes over her computer. “Heidi’s probably going to get into your computer remotely.”

“Ohh.” Sybil nods her head. Her eyes flick to the screen before meeting mine. “What happens when she can’t?”

She’s not as quiet with the last bit, and Titus picks up on her words. “She can.”

Sybil rubs her lips together, hands going to her lap. “Okay.”

We stand in silence, waiting for Heidi to do what she’s best at. I watch the screen of Sybil’s laptop, wondering how much shit I’m going to catch from Alaskan Security’s hacker when she sees my bare chest splashed across the background.

The seconds tick by, and Sybil gets more and more restless, wiggling around in her chair as her eyes dart from person to person. After what feels like an unexpectedly long time, Titus’s phone starts to ring.

He connects the call, staring straight at Sybil. “Yeah?”

I can hear Heidi’s voice carrying through the line, but can’t quite make out what she’s saying. I can tell she’s a little on the hyper side.

“Really?” Titus elbows Tucker and Toby out of his way as he moves closer to Sybil’s computer. “How is that possible?”

Now that Titus is right next to me, I am able to make out Heidi’s words, and they don’t disappoint.

“I’m not a freaking wizard. Even I have limits.” Heidi huffs out a breath loud enough to reach my ears. “I don’t know who the fuck this is you’re dealing with, but I wouldn’t piss her off or you’re going to lose every gas point you’ve accrued, and probably most of your frequent flyer miles.”

My gaze drops to where Sybil sits, brows lifting as her eyes meet mine.

She shakes her head. “I would never touch your frequent flyer miles.”

The loud sound of Heidi’s laugh fills the room. A second later, Titus holds his phone toward Sybil. “She wants to talk to you.”

Sybil’s blue eyes remain on me a second longer, uncertainty pooling in their depths. I tip my head in a nod, encouraging her to go ahead and take the phone.

Slowly, one hand comes up to retrieve Titus’s cell. Gingerly, she rests it against her ear. “Hello?”

The full line of Sybil’s lips flattens as she listens to whatever Heidi is saying. The other woman is speaking quietly enough, I can no longer identify any of her words. All I can do is watch Sybil’s expression and try to decipher every subtle shift that moves across her features.

As she listens, she worries her lower lip between her teeth, occasionally nodding and offering a quiet ‘uh-huh’ in response to whatever Heidi has asked. After a minute or so, her eyes open wide, mouth dropping open in surprise. “Are you serious?” A bright smile blooms across her face. “I’ve read all about you. You’re my freaking hero.”

Sybil turns to me, reaching up to grab the front of my shirt with one hand. “Why didn’t you tell me Heidi was Trixy?”

I don’t know what the fuck she’s talking about. “Her name’s not Trixy.”

Sybil rolls her eyes at me like I’m dense. “I know her real name is Heidi. I’m talking about her hacker handle.” She turns back to her computer, hand still gripping the fabric of my T-shirt as she and Heidi talk at the speed of light about…

Honestly, I can’t tell what the fuck they’re talking about. I’m pretty sure about zero point two percent of it is legal, so maybe it’s better I don’t have a clue what they’re discussing.