Page 186 of Anger


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“To what?”

“Our presence.”

I nudge my chin at the house, and to the tall son of a bitch stalking to our car without any noticeable concern for who is sitting inside it.

“I think he already knows.”

“What—“

Blue’s door is opened, and she’s yanked out by her arm before she can get another word out.

Fuck…

I’m not the type to get in between siblings when they’re arguing or throwing hands, just because I’m usually that sibling when it comes to Ezra, but Blue looks like she could use some help.

By the time I get out of the car, and come around the front, Kane has Blue in a playful headlock, practically lifting her off the ground while her little feet are slamming backwards attempting to take out his shins.

“Who the hell shows up unannounced at two in the fucking morning?” Kane asks, his voice steady as a teasing smile spreads his lips and he spins Blue around to pull her into a hug.

I laugh at how her feet are still dangling above the ground, but the sound dies off when his gaze lifts to me.

“And who is this jackass?”

Setting Blue down, he runs that dark gaze down the line of the restored ‘72 Ford Mustang Priest loaned me and scratches at his jaw. “I mean, judging by what he’s driving, he can’t be half as bad as the other punks you’ve brought home.”

My brows rise at that, and now I’m hella curious as to just who these punks were.

“I never brought anybody home. The fuck are you talking about?”

Kane smiles at his sister and winks. “Just playing.” His eyes are back on me. “But seriously. Who are you?”

I like him.

“This is Damon. He’s a pain in my ass and thought driving down here to talk about that flash drive I gave you was a better idea than just letting me call you, like a normal person.”

His eyes are pinned on me now, his hand gently directing Blue to stand behind him. I know that look, and I know the protective stance.

Given that it’s Blue’s brother, I’m going to refrain from breaking his jaw and taking her back, but only if he drops his bullshit in the next five seconds.

“What about the drive? And a name would be super helpful.”

Blue might as well be talking to herself at this point. Kane wants the answers, and by the way he’s staring me down, he doesn’t want them from her.

I step up and actively work to keep from rolling my shoulders back in preparation for a fight. Extending my hand instead, I offer, “My name’s Damon. And a friend of mine has been working on decrypting the drive.”

Kane eyes me up and down, then accepts the handshake. We both tighten down. He’s got a hell of a grip, but so do I.

“He decrypt it?”

“Not sure,” I answer. “You?”

“Not sure,” he answers back.

“Oh, this is fucking ridiculous.”

Shoving past her brother, Blue sets herself between us like she will somehow be able to stop a fight. Knowing what an impressive right hook Blue has, I’m not entirely convinced that she couldn’t stop it.

At least, with me, she could. I would never do anything to harm her. I’m hoping her brother feels the same.

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