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“Thom, go settle the bill so we can get out of here.”
Will watched his brothers do what he’d said before heading to the restroom.
But before he made it there, three men stepped in front of him—the Green brothers.
Ben rushed to Will’s side as the security team rose from their seats. Joe Turner rushed over, but Will jerked his chin and sent him back to guard John and me.
Thomas sprinted from the front to Will’s side.
The thrashing beat of my heart pitched into my stomach.
John took hold of my trembling hand beneath the table.
“I bet they’re trying to wring more money out of him. He’s already paying for Seth’s funeral. They don’t deserve even that much. Christ, the bastard came in our house with a gun and threatened you with it.”
John went on to tell me that the Greens had agreed to quietly bury their brother. They claimed they didn’t know Seth had the gun and apologized…but only after Will reminded them how he’d tracked and punished the man who assaulted their sister three years earlier.
But their expressions and their body language troubled me.
Those three men were no longer on board with that plan. And Will’s fisted hands, his clenched jaw, the deliberate way he moved his shoulders confirmed it for me.
The circle of men surrounding me abruptly parted, and Will came through the center. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me toward the exit.
“Come on, let’s get home, Elle.”
Later that night, when Will thought I was sleeping, he and Thomas left the house. But I knew what they were doing…
They went out to hunt down the Green brothers.
CHAPTER 43
My phone chimed with a new text message, but not from Will. I ignored the message and checked the time. It was past nine a.m. Will and Thomas hadn’t made it home yet.
All the what ifs consumed me, one after the other, as I left my room and headed down the stairs. Shaking my head, pushing them away, I tapped on Will’s name and called him again, hoping he would answer this time.
I froze, hearing my own ringtone back upstairs.
He was home, but why hadn’t he let me know?
Darting back up to the first floor, following the ringtone, I found Thomas and Ben standing near one of the guest rooms. The bedroom door was shut, and Thomas held Will’s phone in his hand.
“What the hell?” I blurted.
Thomas stared at me but didn’t say anything.
“Why do you have Will’s phone?”
“Because he asked me to bring it to him,” he said.
“What do you mean, bring it to him? He never goes anywhere without it. Where is he?”
Thomas shifted his weight and avoided making eye contact, keeping his eyes on Will’s screen.
“Look, Ellie. I’m doing what he asked me to do.”
My heart dropped into my stomach—something wasn’t right.
“But where is he, Thomas?” I half whispered.