Or maybe he just isn’t thinking enough about it.
Or maybe he just thinks Drew and I hate each other so much it could never be a possibility.
I know how to show it to her; I have to tell her first. Before anyone else. And then I have to come clean about everything to Z.
The irony is I also have to set the same up for Z if I ever want my life back. I need to show him I’m still the person he thinks I am, regardless of how pissed he’s gonna be.
27
Waving at Low, she runs over to the passenger side of my car. We don’t say anything as I pull out of the parking lot and start heading towards the compound.
“Why are we going there? When’s the last time you actually saw your brothers?”
“Not since the wedding, but it’s their birthday. I have to go and I need you to go with me.”
“Why?”
“So if Eli shows up, you can keep me from fucking him again.”
“Have you seen him lately?”
Shaking my head quickly as I pull off the freeway.
We fall silent as I pull into the compound, coming to a stop in front of the house.
“I don’t want to go in.”
“Do you see his truck?”
“No, thank God.”
Walking into the house, my brothers look over, nodding before moving over and hugging us.
“Damn, you would think for 2 guys who were finally happy, you’d be happier.”
“Sorry, just some shit going on,” Zeke tells me. “Someone just got released… again.”
“From where?” I ask for a second before realizing and looking over at Z. “You got arrested again?”
He just shrugs his shoulders.
“For what?”
Neither of them answers, but I hear Tate walking down the stairs as she enters the living room.
“He took care of my ex.”
“Then how were you released if you did it?”
“The evidence was compromised.” Zeke laughs, looking over at Z.
“How?”
“Not sure.” Zeke answers.
“I am,” Z whispers, shaking his head, guilt all over him. “It was Eli. He showed up here a few weeks ago, warning me they had something and were going to have me under surveillance for a while. I finally get arrested, and miraculously the evidence is gone, and now so is he.”
“What?” I gasp, asking him. I can feel Low looking at me just out of view of the rest of them. “What do you mean he’s gone?”
