Page 34 of Crave
I held Gabe’s stare. “It’s okay. I know exactly where she is.”
Gabe looked from me to Theo and back again. “Does someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on?”
I didn’t want to, not yet at least. But if I didn’t give our brother something, then this was going to get out of hand. “She lied.” I said carefully. “About mom and dad. She knows more than she’s told us and the police.”
He shook his head, scowling.
“It’s true, little brother.” Theo urged softly. “She isn’t who you thought she was. She’s a liar and she knows what happened to mom and dad.”
“No.” Gabe croaked, but he looked desperate.
“It’s true.” I said carefully as the faint sound of tires crunching on the asphalt sounded. I lifted my gaze and turned my head.
“What is it?” Theo asked.
“Not sure.” I made for the door.
The engine didn’t sound like the town car, maybe I hoped it was. I strode along the hallway and pushed through the rear door. Lincoln climbed out of the backseat of his Audi, his driver rounding the rear of the car to hold the door. It was later than I thought. The sun was sinking fast, casting deep pinks and sultry blues across the evening sky.
Tailored suit and a sleek ride. My uncle looked like a very different man than I saw in the lawyers office. He was steppingup in the world by the looks of it, and using our backs to get himself there.
“Silas.” He called and strode forward, casting a glance at my brothers behind me.
“Why are you here?” I cut his driver a glare.
There was a careful smile. “Now, how is that anyway to greet family?”
“If it’s what they deserved.” Theo snapped behind me.
Lincoln’s smile faltered until the flare of headlights cut across all of us. Slowly the town car drew closer, blinding us. In the piercing glare I remembered her backpack tucked away in the corner of her wardrobe. The one where she hid her fur-lined jacket and all her things. She was running, desperate to get as far away from us as possible.
Not a goddamn chance, not while she held the truth of what happened to my parents and as the car pulled up to a stop in front of us, Lincoln moved striding toward the rear door before the rest of us. Theo cut me a savage glare, his lips curled, rage detonating in his eyes.
I strode forward as Lincoln opened the rear door and reached out his hand. “It’s okay.” He said quietly. “We were just worried, that’s all.”
Just worried?
No, I was fucking furious.
I stepped around Lincoln, grabbed her arm as she stepped out and pulled her against me. “Inside.” It wasn’t a request.
“Stop.” Angelica pulled against me. “Silasstop, you’rehurtingme.”
I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. Even as Jude pushed through the rear door of the house, watching me drag her toward him, then pushed her inside.
“Get off me!”She screamed.
“Move.” I wasn’t nice, pushing her through the door and inside. “The dennow.”
She spun and stumbled backwards. “No. Not until you tell me what thehellis going on.”
“You know you lying little bitch.” Theo snarled behind me.
The color drained instantly out of her face, leaving her pale and ashen. Her eyes widened as her steps stuttered, sending her crashing against the wall.
“What did you say?” She pushed back against the wall, looking up as Theo flanked me and pushed in.
“You heard me, you’re a fucking liar and we know it.”
