Seventeen
Jake waited until he’d cooled down before heading for the jail. He found Luke and Bryn watching a closed-circuit monitor.
“What?”
Without answering, Luke pointed at the screen. Jake stepped around him and saw Phoebe in a cell with someone who had to be Holly the Horror.
“Why haven’t you moved her?”
“We were waiting until they finished Wild Thing.” Luke grinned at his brother.
Jake did a double take. “Is that a harmonica?”
Bryn’s expression was classically conflicted, with equal parts rage and laughter. She managed to control her twitching lips long enough to say, “Looks like the poor little abused girl can take care of herself.” She rubbed her temples. “Sure like to know how she got that thing past us.”
Jake grinned. “Magic?”
Luke gave Jake an amused, pointed look. “It’s
