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Blood splattered over his face. His eyes were dark.
He released his grip on Jax and stood up. He rubbed a hand over his face and took a step toward me, but I leaned back, terrified.
Adam’s brows drew together, and he rubbed a bloody hand to the back of his neck.
I looked away from him and at Jax. I hated Jax, but I didn’t want him dead, and I didn’t want more guilt crowding Adam’s conscience.
I scrambled over on my hands and knees and was relieved to see Jax’s chest rising and falling.
Thank God. He was breathing.
But his face looked like a canvas painted in red blood.
“Shit, I—” Adam covered a hand over his mouth. He appeared unscathed. As strong as Jax was, Adam was a professional.
“Oh my God!” My mother came flying toward us. “Call an ambulance, Anna!”
I didn’t move.
“Did you hear me, Anna?” she shouted.
Jax was moving a little, and I think his eyes were opening.
I couldn’t seem to respond to my mother. The shock was too much. And I almost didn’t want to call for help.
“Anna!” My mother was in front of me now, gripping my shoulders, practically shaking me.
And then I heard a horrible sound.
The clicking of the chamber—a bullet loaded into my father’s shotgun.
“You do this?” My dad had to be asking Adam, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at anyone. I kept my eyes on the ground as my mother continued to shake me.
“Yes, sir,” I heard Adam answer.
“Tell me why I shouldn’t shoot you right now?”
This had my attention. “No, Dad!” I rushed over, and my father lowered his gun. Adam’s head was hung low, and he stared down at Jax, the veins in his throat strained, the muscles in his jaw tight.
He was still angry, wasn’t he? God, he’d wanted to kill Jax.
“You should leave, Adam,” I said softly.
Adam’s eyes greeted mine. Gone was the anger. There was only pain. Or maybe it was disappointment.
“You ever going to tell them the truth?” Adam stepped in front of me, wiping blood from his lip.
I kept my mouth closed as I placed a hand to my midsection.
Adam shook his head. “That’s what I thought.”
“We’re letting him leave?” My mom was at my side, grabbing hold of my arm, forcing me to look at her, even though I didn’t want to lose sight of Adam as he walked back up the hill and out of sight.
My dad was on the phone with 911, and I sank to the ground. “Mom. Dad. There’s something I have to tell you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
ADAM
