She swallowed hard.
“He found me once while I was sleeping.”
Fear flickered across her face before she buried it again.
“I can’t sit in another cabin waiting for him.”
Damn.
That hit me right in the chest.
Because she was scared.
But she was also angry now.
Done running.
Wolf nodded slightly like he respected that answer.
Rook studied her for a second.
Then surprisingly?—
he gave a small nod too.
“Fair enough.”
Trigger straightened. “So what’s the move?”
I looked down at the photographs again.
At the corruption.
The blood.
The children.
Then at Flick sitting beside me trying so hard not to break apart.
And suddenly I knew exactly where this ended.
“At the ranch,” I said quietly.
Wolf’s eyes narrowed immediately.
“You sure?”
“No.”
I looked toward the storm-dark windows.
“Shepherd thinks Flick’s a weakness.”
Then I slowly checked the magazine in my weapon.
“Let’s teach him otherwise.”
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