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Michael didn’t move. “You all right?”
Hunter nodded.
“Good.” Michael wrapped his hand around the hilt.
Then he lifted it, cocked the hammer, and put the barrel against Hunter’s forehead. “Now where the f**k are my brothers?”
A door slammed, and Chris jumped.
He’d fallen asleep. Stupid.
Nick’s hand was wrapped around his, a lifeline in the darkness. “What was that?”
Chris shook his head, then realized his brother wouldn’t see it. “I don’t know.” He cast his senses into the air, but the only moisture in the room was attached to their skin, focused on things like pain and worry.
“Food,” said Nick. “I smell it.”
“Should we trust it?”
“There might be water.”
There wouldn’t be. Chris would have felt it from here. But he couldn’t squash the hope in Nick’s voice. “I’ll check.”
A paper bag sat on the ground near the door. The cell phone light revealed a McDonald’s logo.
“Fast food,” he said. “And milk shakes. Hilarious.”
“I could eat,” said Nick.
Chris carried the bags over.
“I’ll try not to fall asleep again,” said Chris. “I missed a chance.”
“We don’t even know if it was him. Besides, how long could it take him to shove a bag through the door?”
“Still.”
They ate in silence for a minute. The food was still hot—meaning they weren’t out in the middle of nowhere.
The room was soundproof, though, or pretty far from anyone who could hear him. Chris had spent a good amount of time banging on the walls and shouting until Nick told him to stop using up all the air.
“Why do you think he brought food?” said Nick after a while.
“I don’t know,” said Chris. He stared out at the darkness and wondered if Becca had made it off the field. He’d dreamed of water, the way rain traced lines down her face during the storm.
“Do you think Gabriel and Michael are looking for us?”
“Probably.” Chris didn’t mention the alternative.
He didn’t say this, either: He hoped his brothers weren’t looking at all. He hoped they stayed away. He hoped they ran.
Because now he understood the power he’d felt on that field. If his brothers came looking, they’d just end up in the same situation.
Trapped.
Or dead.
CHAPTER 38
