I manage to nod a yes and then immediately wish I hadn’t when everything starts to spin.

I hear Brody let out a groan. “Shit, you know her?” He takes a step back when Aiden approaches him. “Did you lace her drink with anything besides alcohol?”

“What? No!” Brody is shaking his head so fast it makes me dizzy to watch him.

“Give me your ID.”

Brody hands over his wallet.

Aiden scans the license before handing it back. “Okay, Brody

Thompson who is only 18 years old, your ass is in a lot of trouble.”

Aiden’s police radio squawks something, and he uses his shoulder mic to respond. As...