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Pigpen starts to turn and I shove at his chest "Stay back"

"Fucking cute, but that’s reed to a plan Trust the club, repen practically snarls at me, but he retakes his seat on top of the picnic table "I liked you better rogue"

"No, you didn’t" My attention flickers between Pigpen and Dad The guy about pen’s brother sits

"Stupid kid," Pigpen mutters "Didn’t check his six before he sat down I like you better true to the club, but in thisto rush his blood brother, I settle back beside hiests Pigpen’s brother didn’t reach out to him, but to another member of the Terror

"I also liked you better , I can’t help the slight tilt of my lips "No, you don’t"

"No, I don’t," he repeats "Our club won’t take hi myself more, but there are times when a man talks that he needs people to be silent This is one of those tipen’s brother talk and watching ht out inasylupen works his jaw like my attempt at hope is fruitless, but he says, "Maybe"

His brother offershipen’s brother strides across the street At least that didn’t collapse into an aht

Dad switches his attention to us, and when he locks eyes with oing-to-live glance at Pigpen, he rolls his eyes, and I sit with Dad on the bench

He says nothing as the two of us check out the passing traffic Two red lights and a near collision of a ht interest you"

The detective who snowballed this entire saga with the club observes us fro "What’s he doing here?"

"I called hi to hear that "Why?"

Dad rubs his hands together as he leans forward "When your mom died" He sucks in a breath like it hurts for hi like burying yourout a ondering if your father was going to be next

"I came here, to Louisville Eli and Oz’s dad ithI was determined to find who ran your mom off the roadto hunt doas responsible"

Nerves cause ht I wanted this answer, but there’s an unsettling in e, the thought of being thea life tastes sour in my mouth "And?"