“You coming?” I asked Xander. The invitation seemed to surprise him. “I can’t.” He paused. “I solved the Black Wood.” That got my full attention. “I could win this.” Xander looked down at his fancy shoes. “But Jameson and Grayson need it more. Head back to Hawthorne House. There’ll be a helicopter waiting for you when you get there. Have the pilot fly you over the Black Wood.” A helicopter? “Where you go,” Xander told me, “they’ll follow.” They, as in his brothers. “I thought you wanted to win,” I said to Xander. He swallowed. Hard. “I do.”
i love xander sm
