"What?" I asked, knowing I couldn't have heard Jax correctly.
"Think about it," he said, his eyes wide with what could only be described as excitement. "It's the perfect cover."
Beside me, Trent stiffened. "No way," he said with a hard shake of his head.
"No way what?" I asked, glancing between them.
"Jax wants to fake your death," Colt said with a certain wonder to his voice. "That's genius."
"Are you kidding me?" I shouted. "You seriously want to fake my death?" I glared at Jax.
Suggesting something like this wasn't out of the ordinary for him, but this was going way too far, even for him. Faking my death? Was he insane? He had to know there was no way I'd ever agree to that.
"Yes," Jax said, crossing his arms and leveling his stare on me.
I knew that look - he was prepared to argue with me. Well, if he wanted a fight, he was going to get one, because I would not back down about this.