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Thirty-Three

Davit

“You sure about this?”Elias asked.

He was looking at the elevator where Amethyst and her mother were standing with baby Crystal, preparing to go to the park.

The elevator doors closed, and then I turned to look at him.

“No,” I responded.

And I wasn’t.

Amethyst had decided to give it a shot, to try to get to know her mother. I was wary. Not of her mother, but what it might do to Amethyst if things didn’t work out.

“Then what are you standing there for?” he asked.

“If you had a chance to see Mother again, would you turn it down?”

My usually stoic brother sobered.

Then he shrugged. “No, I wouldn’t,” he said.

“So I wouldn’t try to deprive her of that.”

He smiled. “Like you could. I know who’s the boss in that house,” he said.

I shrugged, uncaring of his ruling. “Her happy makes me happy,” I said.

“I don’t get it,” Elias said.

“Maybe one day you will,” I countered.

“I doubt it. But anyway, you’ve had the mother checked out, I assume?”

“Of course I have,” I said. “Her story checks out, and I have someone keeping tabs on her.”

“In that case, I hope it works out for them,” he said, an ease in his voice that I hadn’t heard before.

But it was gone quickly.

“So?” I said.

“So Isaac has gone radio silent, and there’s been no blowback about the dead men,” he said.

“Were you expecting some?”

“No, but I’m prepared either way,” he said.

I looked at him, could tell something else was on his mind.

“And?” I said.

“And Father’s getting out. Soon,” he said.

“But we will be ready,” I said.

He looked at me, his dark eyes glittering with an emotion I couldn’t quite name.

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