Bullies Sla-pped New Girl Cheerleader — Unaware Her Father Is A Hell Angels
Chapter 21
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"What do we do now?" Amber said."You go back to your room," Cass said. "You stay away from Tyler and Cole tonight. Don't answer any texts from numbers you don't know. Don't respond if he contacts you again.""And tomorrow?"Cass stood up, tucked her phone away. "Tomorrow we go to the hearing," she said."With what?" Amber said. "Cass, we still don't have the camera footage. We have audio from a hallway that you can't see clearly on. We have my word and your word and Coach Reeves. And on the other side we have Sheriff Dale Greer and a disciplinary committee that he already talked to and a son who has never faced a real consequence in his life.""I know," Cass said."That's not enough."Cass looked at her. "My father is coming," she said.Amber stared at her. "One man...""Not one man," Cass said quietly. "My father."There was something in the way she said it that made Amber go quiet. Not because it was a threat. It wasn't. It was something different. It was the sound of something settled. Something that had already been decided somewhere earlier, somewhere she hadn't been present for.They walked back separately, the way Cass had learned to do things in places that watched. The bait had been set without anyone meaning to set it.Tyler Greer was not a stupid person. He was an incurious one, which is different. He had spent his life in a town where his father's name smoothed the road ahead of him. And he had learned to move through that smooth road without ever really looking at the machinery that made it smooth. He didn't understand power the way a person who'd had to work for it understands power. He just used it the way you use electricity without understanding how it gets to the wall.So, when he replayed the conversation with Amber in his head that evening, he was satisfied with it. She hadn't signed the form, but she'd been scared. He'd seen it, and scared was almost as good as compliant. Scared people don't show up to hearings with their chins up. Scared people say the minimum and keep their eyes down.He wasn't worried about the Malone girl's father, either. His dad had mentioned him in a way that suggested caution, but Tyler had decided his father was being overcautious. They were in Harlow Creek. His father ran this town. Whatever Ray Malone was in Clarksville, he was nobody here.He texted Madison that night. She texted back: "Tomorrow at 7:00."Tyler replied: "Done."He fell asleep confident.