Page 65 of Warrior

“You should stay far away.”

“It’s Olympus.” I wait, and when he doesn’t reply, I huff. “You can’t say it’s your territory alone to protect.”

You’re not even here.

“I…” There’s a sliding sound.

Suddenly, a new voice fills my ear. “Tem.”

“Wolfe.”

“How’s my, uh, second-favorite girl doing?”

“Perfectly fine, thanks.”

He chuckles. “Try again, but make it more believable.”

“I’m actually doing great. Is that why you interrupted my conversation with my brother? To ask me how I’m doing?”

“Apollo thinks he knows how you’re doing,” he admits. “So he won’t ask too much. But I don’t think you show us everything.”

Of course I don’t.

“I’m on my way to examine a dead body left at Olympus.”

“Well, fuck. We’re coming home.”

“Did you find Reese’s friend?”

Reese didn’t go into detail… and neither have they. I don’t know who they’re looking for or how much of an extraction this person needs. All I know is that Reese gave them an envelope with the information in it.

“We’re working on it,” Wolfe hedges.

“Who is it?”

He sighs. “I shouldn’t tell you.”

That’s bullshit.

“Wolfe. Seriously? What am I going to do…?”

“You might be tempted to abandon Sterling Falls and come to Emerald Cove yourself.”

Because…

It’s someone I know.

Someone Reese knows, too?

No one immediately jumps out—but there must be a connection. Maybe to Terror? To our teen years? Who would we both have come into contact with, and of that small pool, who left Sterling Falls?

It’s a mystery I fear I’ll be turning over for a while.

“Okay,” I finally relent. “When will you be back?”

“In an hour.”

I scoff. “No. Stay, do your job. I’ll handle this.”

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