Don’t take your anger out on her, June Bug.” My fury bursts beyond my control and my skin grows hot as the lockbox in my chest bucks against my ribs like an angry bull, demanding attention. The leather armrest wrinkles in my grasp. “One: don’t call me that. You lost that right when you forfeited our family. Two: you’re wrong. Nora doesn’t get to skirt her part in this just because she was working for you. She betrayed us, the same as you, the same as Maverick.”
