Double the Fun by Jenika Snow Page 0,2

it was. If it was, this night just got a whole lot shittier.

Chapter 2

“Is that Janey?” William leaned forward in the truck, trying to get a better look.

Rys didn’t need to try to get a better look, because he could spot Jane Silver anywhere. “Yeah, that’s her. What the hell is she doing walking at this time of night?”

“I don’t know, but it looks like she’s coming from outside city limits.”

Rys thought the same thing. William, his twin, ran a hand through his short hair. “Clearly something’s wrong, but what I don’t understand is why she didn’t call us. She’s smart enough to know it isn’t safe to walk alone at night.” He pulled the truck up beside her, and her whole body stiffened at his approach. He rolled his window down and waited for her to acknowledge them. There was no doubt in his mind that she knew it was them beside her, because the fact that she was purposefully avoiding them made it abundantly clear. A red flag went off inside him, because there should be no reason for her to avoid him. Something happened, and she was keeping it from them.

“Jane, stop and look at us.” His voice was raised so she could hear him over the rumbling of his diesel truck. She inhaled and exhaled deeply but finally stopped. It took her a minute to turn around, but when she did, he scanned her body up and down, checking for any injuries. Her eyes were big in her small, pale face, but other than the almost frightened look she was giving him, he didn’t see any injuries. Her slender throat worked as she swallowed. It was clear she wasn’t going to answer him right now, but she would. “Get in the truck, Jane.”

It took her a moment, but she finally nodded and made her way around the truck to the passenger side. William got out so she could slip into the center seat. When he was back in, Rys shifted the truck into gear and made his way through town.

“What’s wrong, Janey?” William’s voice was low, soothing. His twin might look identical to him, but they were two completely different people. He had always been the one to comfort her when she was upset or sad. He always knew how to make her smile, especially when all that shit was going on with her dad.

Rys didn’t say anything as William tried to get her to talk. It would only be a matter of time though, because once again, his brother had an uncanny knack for drawing little Jane Silver out of her shell. Rys, on the other hand, knew he was too rough around the edges. He didn’t mean to be, especially with Jane, but he didn’t know how to be any different. Where William knew how to coax something out of someone, Rys just beat it out of them. Both of their tactics worked, but his left more of a lasting impression.

Rys turned onto Main Street and then made a right onto East Market. He passed the fire station and continued to head north until he was on the outskirts of town. Jane’s small house sat atop a hill. The only light on was the one on the porch. The house had missing shingles, broken shutters, and an all-around poverty-stricken appearance. It was clear her mother had turned in for the night, and the very idea Jane would have to go into a dark house didn’t sit right with him. He pulled into her driveway but immediately backed out.

“What are you doing?” Her voice seemed small, and he didn’t respond right away. He was going to find out what the hell happened. They had known each other their entire lives and had never kept a thing from one another.

“I want to go get a drink.” He drove back into town and pulled into Rowdy’s. It was ten o’clock on a Saturday night, which meant the night was just starting at their town’s local bar. His truck was too big to park in one of the spots up front, so he pulled it around to the side of the small brick building and shut it off. The three of them sat there in silence for a solid minute before Rys exhaled.

“Come on, Jane. I know you could probably use a drink too.” He looked over at her and saw her playing with a frayed piece of material along the hem of her skirt. A light on