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Elijah shakes his head at both of us. “Am I the only member of this family who knows how to keep their pants on in life or death situations?”
I roll my eyes. “Oh, please…”
“I don't think a certain level of professionalism is too much to ask for!”
“He's right,” Dante says, frowning hard. “This is a bit much, even for you, Lilah.”
I recoil. “Oh, don't you dare lecture me, Dante.”
He stares at me. “What's that supposed to mean?”
“You dragged Lucy into this kicking and screaming. Literally.”
“She was a danger to herself,” he says.
“And who the hell gave you the right to decide that for her?”
“I saved her life after Marty beat her and left her for dead.” He points a finger at me. “This is not the same thing, Lilah. I'm not sleeping with the man sent to hunt me down!”
“No, you’re just bosom buddies with the prick who started this shit in the first place.”
He blinks. “What?”
“Talk to Fox Fitzpatrick lately, big brother?”
Elijah lets out a scoff. He waits for him to deny it but when Dante says nothing, his face falls. “Have you?”
“Right after we left home, apparently,” I say. “He didn’t wait two goddamn minutes before phoning him up—”
“That’s not what happened,” Dante interrupts. “He called me.”
My chest aches. I didn’t want to believe it. I wanted Dante to say it was all bullshit and that Archer was a liar. What I want and what’s real rarely intersect, but I wanted to be right about this one.
Elijah shifts on his toes. “And you didn’t think this was important to mention?”
Dante looks between us. “It wasn’t.”
“That’s bullshit,” I say. “Once again, you’ve compromised our childhood home for your own selfish crap, Dante. He could be there right now, lying prone across the lake, waiting to put two bullets through our skulls — and that’s on you.”
Elijah’s eyes grow wide. “Call Lucy. Tell her to get out of there.”
“She’s fine,” Dante says. “Fox won’t hurt her.”
I step back in anger. “You sound awfully confident about that.”
“He won’t,” he says again.
“So, what’d you talk about, then?” I ask, crossing my arms. “Movies? Politics?”
“I agreed to keep my distance and so did he. That’s all.”
“Are you sure that’s all? Is there anything else you’d like to get off your chest?”
Dante stares me down. “What are you getting at, Lilah?”
I bite my tongue in hesitation. “Did you or did you not have anything to do with exposing Snake Eyes?”
His eyes never leave mine. “You think I did?”
