After I finished investigating, I picked out my clothes for the bug party. Needless to say, I didn’t have a lot of clothes I’d consider suitable for this occasion. Except for a pair of black leather boots that came up above my knees that I hid in the back of my closet. I bought them on a rare shopping trip without my mom. I’m pretty sure my dad would’ve killed me if he saw me wearing them, but I was going to that night. I had no idea what I was walking into, but I’d try and look like I belonged anyway.
Right around eight o’clock, Lachlan appeared through the tunnel entrance. I’d discovered the door had been shorted out somehow, the security features circumvented. Probably Bryce’s handiwork. Lachlan looked more recovered and together, wearing his usual leather jacket and boots, and the T-shirt underneath looked like it might have a bunny on it, though I figured I was just missing a piece of the image.
“You actually showed,” I said.
His eyes skimmed over me. “Nice boots.”
Since I’d gone to the trouble of digging them out earlier that day, I was happy he noticed. “So how do we get there?”
I nodded. “Stylish, somewhat impressive.”
“It depends on whom you’re trying to impress.”
Lachlan checked his watch. I’d never noticed he wore one.
“We need to go so they don’t leave without us.”
“Our escorts to the party.” He took my hand and we walked out to the shed. I wondered if he planned to walk the whole way, in which case the boots were a bad idea. “This is by invite only, and we’re not allowed to see the actual location.”