Chapter 135

Dalton

"Would you turn that damn thing down?" I yell at Jagger. He's got the radio up so loud I can't hear myself think.

There's a problem with the bike I'm working on. I know there's a solution, but I have to think. To think I need quiet, and thanks to that goddamn radio, there is absolutely no quiet in the garage bays today.

"I'm older, shouldn't I be the one saying this shit?"

"You probably can't hear with all the shows you've played anyway," I mumble.

"I might not be able to hear but I can read lips," he tosses back.

There are some days I hate that all of us are so close. I'm ready to tell him where to take his lipreading when a hand clasps around my arm. It's Drew, and his face is pulled tight.

"We gotta go talk to Caelin. He got some more info on Laura and Owen."

Took him long enough. I'm feeling particularly uncomfortable with them being around lately, and I'd like to know what we can do to get rid of their presence in town. "This have anything to do with the i