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“Oh, is there bad blood?” she asked.

“More like a misunderstanding,” I answered, focusing on her. “Which leaves us two days before the meet.”

“Two days?” she whispered.

“Two days,” T repeated as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Let’s hope we all survive, huh?”

She paled, the birthmark blushing before she covered it while taking another sip. But then she lowered the cup and found his stare. “If we don’t,brother, then you’ll be the first one I take out.”

“Sibling rivalry, huh?” he bit back.

“No.” She shook her head. “You’re just the asshole of the family.”

“Ouch.” He feigned a blow, jerking his head to the side and rubbing his jaw. “That one hurt.”

It was strained, but fuck, it was nice to feel even a little of the light-hearted banter we’d had before our lives went to hell.

“In that case,” she muttered, “I’d better feed you.”

“I’ll help.” Caleb headed toward us, and instantly T went cold, that laughter now a cruel glint in his stare.

“And suddenly, I’m not hungry.” Tobias placed his cup down on the counter and turned, striding away without a glance in our brother’s direction.

“Tobias,” Ryth called.

But it was too late, he was gone, his heavy limping thud echoing down the hall.

“I’ll go after him.” Ryth took a step.

“No.” I stopped her. “Let him go, he’ll come to you in his own time.”

“As long as he comes to me.”

“Oh, he will.” I sighed, knowing when he did, she’d better be prepared.

We cooked and ate, then I walked out, checked the sedan, and made plans on how far and how long we could run. I spent the day thinking about that, taking the car into town to refuel and gather supplies before I returned.

When I did, the tension was palpable.

I strode into the cabin to find Tobias standing in front of Caleb with a cold, hard look in his eyes. “You want to do this, brother? So let’s do it. Let’s have it all out in the open…let’s hear exactly how you fucking saved her. But I swear to you, if you hold back or lie, then I’ll cut you out of my life…and you’ll never see me again.”

Oh shit…

This was going to be fucking messy.

TWENTY-TWO

Ryth

“Tobias.”I placed my hand on his chest as he stood in front of Caleb. “Please, you promised.”

He glanced my way, his stare stony. “This is me holding up that promise, little mouse. Believe me…I’m very much in control.” My pulse thundered as Tobias glared at his brother. “So how about we start at the beginning…with the clubs you went to.”

Nick walked in from outside, returning from somewhere in town. He took one look at Caleb, then Tobias, and muttered. “Okay, we’re really doing this.”

Tobias glanced his way. “Oh, yeah, we’re fucking doing this.”

“You really want to start there?” Caleb questioned, glancing at me.

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