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Tears form in her eyes, and she looks at me with regret. “Zade is going to kill you anyway. I just—”
“Thought you’d beat him to it,” I finish for her.
“No, that’s not it at all. I had no choice.”
“You always have a choice,” I tell her, my heart truly breaking. I honestly thought we were friends. I know things were a little strained and that I didn’t know her as well as I had wanted, but this . . . no. This is tearing me apart in a way I wasn’t expecting. “And I choose me. Forgive me.”
And with that, I let out a blood-curdling scream.
Cara’s eyes go wide, terror rocking through her stare, and it’s like all her nightmares have just manifested right in front of her. But nothing should scare her more than me—not after what she’s done. It’s one thing being a shitty friend, but this . . . I’m not about to let this fly.
Knowing what’s coming her way, Cara frets and races toward the living room window that overlooks the parking lot and grips the handle before throwing the window wide. But it’s too late. The boys are already bursting through the door.
Cara looks back over her shoulder, absolute fear in her eyes. I expect her to lock onto Zade, knowing he’s the biggest threat, but she looks at Sawyer instead, guilt like I’ve never seen flashing in her haunted stare.
The boys come to a startling halt, taking in the scene around them, and I can guarantee that this isn’t anything at all what they thought they were gonna bust in here to find. “What?” Dalton rushes out, hurrying to my side and looking over me, checking me from head to toe.
Sawyer, Easton, and Zade creep forward with suspicion, knowing I wouldn’t have screamed for nothing. I nod toward Cara, half hanging through the window, and Sawyer storms ahead, grabbing her waist and hoisting her back into the kitchen, gripping her arm tightly as he looks back at me. “Someone better tell me what the fuck is going on right now,” Sawyer roars, his other hand flinching at his side.
I don’t hesitate, more than ready to put my life before hers. After all, she didn’t feel the need to protect mine. “I overheard her on the phone. She’s the one who’s been giving up my location.”
“What?” Sawyer grunts, his brows furrowed as he glances at Cara. Zade and Dalton narrow their stares.
“No,” Cara breathes, unable to steal her gaze away from Sawyer’s furious stare. “She’s got it wrong. I swear. I . . . I—”
Sawyer’s gaze hardens even more, and he tugs her arm hard, dragging her across the small apartment as her feet struggle to keep up with his long strides. He takes her right over to the couch before shoving her down into it, all four of the boys crowding around. “Start talking.”
Cara swallows hard, flinching with every slight move the boys make, and it becomes even more clear that she knows exactly what these guys are capable of. She nervously glances toward Zade, that same guilt flashing in her eyes as he gives her nothing but a dead stare. “I had no choice,” she finally says, her stare locked on Sawyer’s again. “They said it was either her or you. They were going to kill you, Sawyer. I couldn’t let that happen.”
What. The. Fuck.
My eyes flick between them like some kind of ping-pong match, trying to figure out what the connection is there. Why the hell would she care about what happens to Sawyer? Were they together in another life? Has she been in love with him for years?
I look a little closer, taking in the betrayal in Sawyer’s eyes and the guilt in hers—eyes that I’m starting to notice look all too similar. Those same blazing blue eyes, the same blonde hair. Mannerisms. Temper. Smile.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, backing up a step as if physically taking a blow to the chest. I meet Sawyer’s stare, and he looks back at me as if knowing exactly what’s about to come out of my mouth. “She’s your sister.”
He clenches his jaw, his gaze softening. He talks about his sister every now and then. Down in the cells with his father, after beating the shit out of Zade, hell, even Dalton mentioned her. But not once did they actually use her name.
Holy fuck. How could I have been so naive?
But if she’s his sister, then Zade and Cara . . . fuck. Why does that make me want to claw her eyes out?
A betrayal so much worse than Cara’s tears through my chest, and I shake my head, my gaze flicking from each of their stares. “All of you lied to me.”
Zade clenches his jaw. “We can deal with that later,” he grunts, fixing his attention back on Cara. “Who the fuck are you reporting to?”
