Page 194 of Anger


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He scoffs. “Explains what you’re driving.”

Not really, but I let him go with that thought. Before they were torched, my collection of trucks and motorcycles were worth a hell of a lot more than what Priest loaned me.

“What’s your last name, Damon?”

I want to reach across and bang Kane’s head on the fucking table for his tone of voice, but given his relationship to Blue, I choose to respect him instead. Yeah, he’s pulling the typical shit of seeing whose dick is bigger, but he cares about his sister, so I can understand what he’s doing.

“Cross.”

Another nod. “Happen to know a guy named Tanner Caine?”

I still in place. Kane simply grins.

“Or maybe you know a guy named Gabriel Dane?”

My brows tug together. How the fuck has he already made that connection? Slowly, I answer him, my hackles rising.

“I grew up with them. Why?”

“I know who you are. For someone who takes issue with Governor Callahan, your families are awfully tight with him. Wasn’t your friend Mason’s engagement party held at the governor’s mansion just a month or so ago.”

Well … fuck.

I should have brought Taylor with me. This guy has done his fucking research.

Blue told me he was into computers, which is why he has the drive to begin with. Maybe if I’d brought Taylor, these two could finish this interrogation, geek to geek.

A sigh bleeds out of me. “It’s a forced relationship due to our families. But we’re not exactly happy about it.”

“Right. Then why are you dragging my sister into it?”

Before I can answer, Kane leans forward again and says, “I’ve researched Governor Callahan, and from what I can see, he’s got his hands in everything dirty he can possibly touch in the city, and your families also just happen to be playing in the mud pit with him. So it makes me wonder just what your intentions are with my sister, because if they were anything good, you wouldn’t be dragging her into that bullshit. So let me ask this one last question—“

“Kane.”

His mother’s soft voice drags both of our attention to the living room.

Standing in a red, plaid robe, she pulls the two sides together then cinches the small fabric belt that ties it shut.

“That’s Amélie’s guest, and I don’t like your tone of voice with him. You’re being rude.”

Given Kane’s current state of mind, I expect him to argue with his mother. Instead, he settles back in his seat, his expression softening to see her.

“Sorry, Mom. We were just talking about stupid shit.”

She nods and pushes her light brown hair away from her face.

I can see why Blue worries about her so much. In every feature, her mother appears frail.

Still, there’s something that glimmers in her eyes when she looks at me. The same something that shocked me last night just before she wrapped her arms around me in a warm hug.

I know Blue cried because her mother has never hugged her like she did me, and it only brought to mind that I can say the same.

My mother never hugged me either.

Maybe that’s why it made the contact so profound for me. And maybe that’s why I now look at Blue’s mother like I would protect her with my life.

Whether this woman knows it or not, she’s now my mother, too.

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