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“No, it isn’t.”
Stallion’s eyes burn through me from over Carter’s shoulder like he’s preparing for what’s coming next.
I shake away from his stare and move my eyes back to Carter. “Carter, get out of the way and let me handle this.”
“It’s not going to happen, Carmen. If you want to hurt my brother, you’ll have to go through me.”
My world tilts on its axis with that one single word.
Brother.
“Broth—no.” And it hits me.
Looking at them side by side, it makes sense. They share the same square jaw, sandy hair, and stature. They look more alike than I would have ever imagined. I guess I should have known, but I was too little to even comprehend mathematics when Cyrus McLane was sent away. All I knew was he was older, and that’s it.
Carter moves forward with his hands out. “Give me the keys, and let’s all sit down and have a conversation. Clearly, there is a lot of explaining to do.”
I move my eyes from Carter to Stallion, then back again. “No. You guys go, and I’ll follow. I don’t trust him.” I spit the last line at Cyrus.
Carter shakes his head but agrees silently, moving back to grab Cyrus by the bicep to lead him to the living room.
I wait a moment until they’re a good foot or two in front of me before I start moving my feet to follow. Maybe a conversation will be good. Maybe he’ll tell me I’m wrong and everything I saw in that room was a hallucination of some sort. Because I don’t want to think of him as a bad person. I can’t.
But when he takes another step, letting his side brush against the wall, the motion pulling up the side of his shirt to reveal a gun tucked into the back of his pants, I know I’m wrong.
He’s a murderer, and I refuse to let us be his next victims. Thinking as quickly as I can, I charge forward and slam my fist into the top of his head as hard as I can. His body crumples to the floor with a thud, and for once, I feel proud. Proud of protecting myself and my friends.
