Taz pulled away a second later, frowning up at me. “Cross wouldn’t tell me anything, but is everything sorted? I mean, with the stabbing…”
“Yeah, and that’s why I’m here—” I caught the guarded flash in her eyes and amended. “It’s one of the reasons I wanted to see you. I have to figure out my community service hours. Cross mentioned your charity thing might be approved.”
Her eyes went wide, and a smile crept over her face. “Yes! Oh my gosh.” She jumped back, clapping softly. “Yes, yes! I’d love that. I threw that out to Cross, but I didn’t think he’d actually tell you, but yes. Ms. Bagirianni is the head of our committee. She’d be approved in a heartbeat by the judge. She’s the one who mentioned it.”
Shiiiiiit. I forgot about The Badger.
Despite all the cursing in my head, I knew I was
