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“Fuck,” Grayson shouts.
I jolt forward as the car comes to an abrupt stop. He disappears out of the driver’s side. My door flies open, and Grayson grips my arm and pulls me out of the car.
“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and a glass of scotch.”
He releases me and I look down at my shaking, blood-stained hands.
Mom.
The contents of my stomach rise up into my throat. I’m so dizzy. I turn away from Grayson and throw up all over the pavement.
He pats me on the back. “It’s okay, Luca.”
“This is not okay,” I croak out.
My world is crumbling.
He grabs my arm. “Come on.”
He guides me past the armed guards outside the safe house. Leading us into the kitchen, he pulls out a white leather seat at the dining table. The house is eerily quiet. Everyone must be asleep.
Sitting heavily, I lean forward. My head falls into my hands and my hands knot at my hair. The memory of her lying there in a pool of blood is on repeat in my mind.
“Grayson? Is that you?” Maddie whispers.
“In here, sunshine,” he calls back.
She stops dead in her tracks, “Luca, oh my god. What happened?” she cries, rushing towards me.
I shake my head soundlessly.I can’t say the words. If I do, that means she’s truly gone.
Grayson places a large glass of scotch in front of me, and I tip my head, downing the contents in one burning swallow.
Grayson touches her hip gently. “Baby, can you go get Keller for me?”
It’s like I’m living in someone else’s body. I’m here. But I’m not.
Maddie leaves the room and Grayson sits next to me, bringing the bottle of scotch. I hold my glass out to him and he pours me another.
I don’t know how many I get through. But, it still hurts, so I clearly need more.
“Grayson, what’s going on?” Keller’s deep voice echoes through the house.“Fuck. Luca. Tell me.”
He takes the seat next to me as I take a deep breath.“Mom is dead, Keller. She’s gone.”My voice cracks.
“No,”he says bluntly.
Keller looks between Grayson and me. The realization hits when he spots the blood on my shirt.
My heart fractures as he screams, throwing the bottle of scotch against the wall.
“I’m going to kill them!”He kicks the chair back and paces behind me.
I laugh. I actually laugh.
I’m breaking everyone around me, and I can’t stop it.
“Keller. Sit,” Grayson warns in his military tone, running a hand through his hair.
