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“How does Hunter look?” he asks.
I shrug. “Healthy.” I’m not sure how to answer that. Hunter looks very healthy. “A little bigger,” I tell him. “He got on the weights, it looks like.”
“Well, at least you have him here.” He breathes out, appearing to relax. “He’ll keep an eye out for you.”
I swallow the truth and simply say, “Yeah. Sure.”
I don’t have the energy, and he doesn’t have the time for me to explain that Hunter won’t be protecting me from shit.
I start to close the stairwell door, but Hawke stops me, peering back inside. “What’s that?”
I open it again, following his gaze to the frame, just inside. Notches are carved into the wood in two distinct lines, the kind you see when parents record heights, along with children’s ages. Four, five, six, and so on. Both of them, head-to-head, in sync.
At the top are names.
“Deacon.” I trace the carvings with my fingers. “And Conor.”
I reach up, touching the highest cuts, and then bring my hand over to Hawke. Just about his height the last time they were measured. Both of them.
I look up at my cousin. “Twins.”
“Yeah,” he whispers, lost in thought.
If this was the house, then…
“It was only twenty-two years ago.” I tell him. “Theyhaveto be on the Internet somewhere.”
He flexes his jaw. “On it.”
Birth certificates, school records, social media pictures. No one is invisible. And now we have their names.
Engines rumble in the distance, motorcycles and at least one car. I look to Hawke. “Go.”
He ruffles my hair and slips out the back door to his car, hopefully parked on another street.
Hunter
I push the hoodie off my head, leaving my duffel bag in the car.
“Hunter!”
“I need a shower,” I call out to Farrow behind me.
We all head to the barber shop every Monday, but I’ve seen them enough today.
He slams my car door just as I hear everyone’s bike engines roar down the street. They skid to halts at the curb, and I step up onto the sidewalk, heading for the house.
“She’s coming with me to Phelan’s Throat!” Farrow yells.
“I don’t give a shit.”
I jog up the steps in my track pants and sneakers, unlocking the door with my keys, but the lock is already unsecured. I push it open and slip inside.
Farrow’s shout hits my back. “You need someone to suck your dick, you know that?”
I hear their laughter behind me before I close the door and shut my eyes.
Prick.I may as well be home with Kade.
