Page 108 of Sterling Heat

“Unfortunately, there is the possibility the break in could be tied to you.”

I knew it. I fucking knew it.

“Like who?” I ask, knowing the list could be long. I’d killed a man. The web of drugs never ended with the removal of one person. There were streams of fingers and hands involved in the system. I’d turned over one guy when I was arrested.

“Seamus Randall?” Stone asks.

“Stone,” I growl at the familiar name. My teeth clack together.

“Seamus?” Enya’s brows lift. Her cheek brushes against Adara’s head. “What does Seamus have to do with Sebastian?”

What? My heart hammers faster at her calm, questioning voice.

Stone sits up straighter, surprise in his solid face. “Do you know Seamus Randall?”

Enya glances at me before looking back at Stone again. “He’s not a person of interest. He’s dead.”

“How did you know him?” Stone asks again, focusing on Enya. He’s gone into full sheriff mode.

“He was my brother.”

The earth falls out from beneath me. I rock back on the stool where I sit. My feet barely catch me and the stool clatters to the floor. Adara starts and lets out a sharp cry. I stare at Enya before glaring at Stone.

“What the fuck?” I whisper. My voice sounds like I’m underwater. I’m drowning from the ringing in my ears.

Her brother? No. Impossible. Her last name is Calloway.

“He was my half-brother,” Enya clarifies. “My mother was married before she married my dad. Seamus had a different last name.”

Seamus. It wasn’t a common name. Had she ever told me her brother’s name? We didn’t discuss him. She hardly mentioned him other than to tell me he’d done drugs and he was dead.

Her brother was dead . . . because of me.

Chapter 31

[Enya]

“I—” Pure terror fills Sebastian’s blue eyes, choking off his voice. The brightness is nearly blacked out with fright and then anger sets in. A shield wraps around him, closing him off. Turning him cold and distant. “I can’t be here.”

“Sebastian,” Stone calls out as Sebastian backs up and bumps into the couch.

Stone stands, holding out his hands like he’s approaching a caged animal. I hold Adara tighter, worried about Sebastian.

What is happening here?

Sebastian glares at his brother before looking over Stone’s broad shoulder at me. His eyes soften for the blink of only a second. “I warned you I was dangerous.”

“What are you talking about?” I have never felt safer than when I am with Sebastian.

But suddenly, I am uncertain about several things. The way he spoke to me. The way he defended Rena.

“How did you know Seamus?” Surely, their familiarity was a coincidence. They’d both been addicts. Not that one thing meant another, but Seamus had disappeared from our lives. He’d been physically close enough to contact me occasionally for money, but we didn’t really know where he was, where he lived.

“Sebastian,” Stone warns again while Sebastian grips the back of my couch.

“I-I didn’t mean to do it.” Sebastian stares at Stone.

Do what?