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Fuck my sister, I go straight for Halen and grab her by the chin to force her eyes up to mine. “I’m fucking done dancing around the teen angst, Halen. Now, why thefuckare you covered in blood?”
The makeup under her eyes is smudged, her cherry red lipstick smeared down her chin. “Someone died.”
“Oh?” I raise my brows. “I gathered that. And?”
Her mouth closes, so I slip my thumb between her lips. “Keep going, Halo.”
“And I killed him.”
My jaw tightens to stop myself from doing something stupid like fucking yell at her. “I didn’t sign up to be your peace, Halen. You want peace, go to your daddy. What thefuckdo you mean you killed someone?”
She reaches up to touch my arm, forcing my hand away from her mouth. If I want, I could ignore it, but I don’t. I need the distance from her before I lose it completely and we have two murders to clean up tonight.
I point to the car. “Get the fuck in.”
“War!” She spins to follow me as I round her GTR. “We can’t go back there!” Her eyes widen with panic, but it does nothing to simmer my rage. If anything, it fuels it.
“We’ll follow you both out.” Priest snatches the keys from River as we ignore the protesting of the tantrum-throwing, bloodstained brat.
“Wait!” Halen yelps, and I find myself stopping with the car door slightly open. She starts pacing up and down the length of the car, combing her fingers through her hair. You could snap the anxiety coming off her like a rubber band.
“Halen…” River whispers. “This time, we need them.”
I glare at her from over the car. I’ll touch on the ‘this time’ another time. “What did you do?”
Halen comes to a halt and the silence rings through my ears. We’ve always thought the girls lived somewhat of a normal life. They were sheltered from the majority of the shit that goes on.
Well… we thought so, until recently. So this could mean anything.
Halen blinks between Priest and me. I know she’s battling internally with whom to address. On one hand, she’s always had an unorthodox bond with her brother. Not the conventional kindbecause you can’t with someone like Priest, but Halen showered him with love. Affection. Everything. Priest took it, even though he hated it. If it came from anyone else, he’d have killed them.
She settles on me and my stomach coils around itself in a blaze of ember. “We need to take one car. An SUV. And this one needs to go to the cleaners.”
I slam the door closed so hard she jumps. “How the fuck do you know about the cleaners?”
She rolls her eyes, her hands flying out to her sides. “I’m a fucking Hayes, War! Shut the fuck up. Yes, you all may have protected us from the creepy high school boys, but I was born in this, and you need to not forget that!”
My mouth closes because…
Well. She’s right.
It’s really as simple as that.
She closes the passenger door. “We need to take the Range.”
I scan her from head to toe, before looking to Priest. He holds my stare, his finger tapping his bottom lip. Can’t get shit from him on the best of days, let alone when he’s trying to figure out how they managed to off someone on a night they were out racing.
Priest finds River. “Go grab the keys.”
She disappears into the house before returning to silence. She hands Priest the keys and we all make our way to the outer garage that sits directly beside the house. He taps his phone and the garage rolls open.
I hang back, counting down from ten.
Vaden shoulders me in passing as Priest unlocks the blacked-out Range Rover. “You better fuck something that doesn’t break tonight.”
My jaw clenches, fingers flexing in my fist.
Priest eyes me as he slips into the driver’s seat.
