Chapter 172: Red Herring 2

Damian “I’m here to get answers,” I said, stepping further into the cabin. “And I brought some backup. This is my friend Jack—I mean, Skeleton Jack,” I added, lying through my teeth. Tim didn’t need to know that Charlotte had described Jack as a scatterbrained idiot. Tim’s eyes flickered nervously towards Jake, who stood silently with his arms crossed. “I didn’t expect you to come all the way out here. I thought you’d just forget about me.” “Not a chance,” I said, my tone firm. “I need to know what’s going on. Do you remember an old friend of yours? The one you bullied a lot? Charlotte. Yeah, I know you know her, you little idiot.” I was lying—Tim was nearly my height and built like a bear, but his eyes were full of fear, and it was more than enough for me. “Anyway, about that friend of yours. She’s been targeted, and I have reason to believe you’re involved.” Tim swallowed hard, clearly distressed. “Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, backing up. “I really don’