CHAPTER 18
Jeff, the man who took me, the richest man in this f*****g state… he’s Mack’s brother? How is that possible?
The thoughts assault my brain, a tornado in my head, around and around, but I don’t have time to ask him anything more. No sooner does the revelation come out of his mouth than Mack passes out on the couch.
“Aye, why not say somethin’?” Rooster mutters to the unconscious barbarian. “It would have been good to know what we were up against, ye shite.”
“Would it have mattered?” Ryder says. “We’d already decided she was staying with us… or I had.”
A hand squeezes my shoulder, and I turn to see Cue watching me. His eyes are soft, but his grip is firm. I’m not sure how I know what he wants to tell me, but I hear it as clearly as if he’s spoken it aloud—Jeff knows where I a
