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The sheriff’s on his way.

Tyler’s inside.

And Eli’s still dead.

Funny how confronting the bastard doesn’t change that.

I rub my face.

“Gray?”

I look up.

Autumn stands at the bottom of the steps.

Her cheeks are flushed, and she’s breathing hard.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Clara drove me.”

“Why?”

“Because you disappeared after looking like you wanted to commit a felony.”

“Smart girl.”

She climbs the steps.

“Did you hurt him?”

“No.”

“Did you want to?”

“Yeah.”

She sits beside me.

For a moment, neither of us speaks.

Then she takes my hand.

“You’re shaking.”

“Adrenaline.”

“Okay.”

I stare at our joined fingers.

“He admitted it.”

“The break-in?”

“That. And the accident.”

She goes still.