“What are you doing?” His tone is firm. “Getting ready to leave?” His eyes tighten slightly, and I study him. “We talked about this.” I shake my head. “Bark orders, be transparent, and all that.” His frown deepens. “I told you to be ready at ten. What part of that made you think you weren’t riding with me?” “The fact that you and your brothers ride together,” I answer instantly. “Add in how they don’t know me, and how there’s been zero trust established between any of us, it seemed exactly like what you’d want me to do.” His lips press into a firm line, his jaw clenching slightly. “Is that not
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