Somehow, his normally handsome face no longer looks handsome. I can’t shake the image of his hands around Alessandra’s throat. Murder makes him ugly.
“What the fuck are you doing here?!” Nash screams in my face.
“I could ask the same about you,” I say.
Nash scoffs.
Then, the liquid courage better known as alcohol makes me talk and talk. Questions just pour out of my mouth: “What are you doing at a sex party? Are you going all the time? Why are you some kind of big shot in there? Are you banging a bunch of different girls? What about guys? Do you do drugs? Are you some kind of dealer? Why are your grades so shitty?”
I’m clear-headed enough to know that I shouldn’t say anything about Alessandra.
“Let’s continue this conversation in the vehicle,” Nikolai demands. “We shouldn’t be seen out here like this.”
Nash pulls me onto my feet, and pain courses through my entire body. I scream.
“Nikolai,” says Nash, “go get the other kid.”
“I don’t want to get my hands dirty. Leave him there.”
“Well then at least go see if he’s alive.”
Nikolai shrugs. “Alive, dead: it is no concern of mine.”
“God, Nikolai, you’re impossible sometimes.”
“Who are these kids anyway?”
Nash drags me to the SUV and, with no care for my well-being, throws me into the backseat like I’m a rag doll. He climbs in next to me and slams the door shut. Nikolai gets in the driver’s seat.
Through Nikolai’s and Nash’s open windows, I try to see if Oscar’s okay. But a telephone pole blocks him from this angle.
“Now what are you doing here?” Nash asks. “How do you know about this place?”
I remain silent.
“Answer me!”
I shake my head. “It was almost by accident.”
Nash cocks his head. “Wait a minute. Was it you? Was it you and Oscar who were in my room today? Do you have my laptop?”
I don’t know if I should try to lie. So I say nothing.
“Answer me!”
“Hey,” says Nikolai. “He’s just a baby. Must be gentle with babies.”
Nash looks up at Nikolai. “This is my brother.”
Nikolai’s face lights up. “Thisis your brother?”
“Yes.”
“Thisis the one who is a porn mogul?“ Nikolai laughs. “This little boy is the one exposing your penis all over the internet? Very enterprising. Perhaps he should come work for me. Both brothers can be part of my organization. As you know, family is very important to me.”
“So I don’t understand,” Nash says to me. “Did you figure out everything that’s going on?”
I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to play this.