"Nothing." Lola and the younger Lance answered simultaneously, but Dixie didn't believe them for a second, so she repeated her question to Wes.
"Wes?" she asked with a raised brow, knowing he'd answer truthfully. "The truth about what?"
"That these two are the ones who lamed Second Chance." Wes answered honestly and watched Dixie for the slightest reaction, noting her hands clenched at her sides as if she was going to punch one of them, or maybe both.
"Is that true?" Dixie asked the partners in crime, her nails digging into the palms of her hands as she clenched her fists more tightly to stop herself from hitting someone.
The young Lance reached out and grabbed Dixie's hand, holding it in his. "No it ain't Dixie. Listen to me. I would never do anything to upset you, unlike someone else we all know." Lance glanced at Wes, his eyes shooting daggers at him.
Dixie pulled her hand away and held it out to Wes. He took her hand in his and drew her in against his body, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Yes it is true Dixie. He accepted the money from old man Chandler and lamed Second Chance. Then he blamed me for it to make you hate me all so he could have you to himself."
"And Lola why did she help?"
"She did it as payback for me choosing you over her."