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“Think whatever you want,” Teague replied “I don’t need your permission to do this and I certainly don’t need the Si either”

“Don’t you give a shit about Mom? And Dad?”

“That’s a stupid thing to say,” Teague snapped “Our o”

“What the hell does thatback?”

“I called her yesterday As soon as I got off the phone with Bowen” Teague shrugged “She knows She knows everything”

“Everything?” Jack asked roughly “Does she know that Dallas is most likely dead? Does she know that thisto get you killed?”

Tears stung the backs of Sabrina’s eyes and she bit her lip in an effort to keep quiet But she’d known, hadn’t she? That Teague was leaving her?

“Jack,” Teague warned, but his brother wasn’t having any of it

“Did you tell Mom about the kid?”

“Don’t go there,” Teague warned, but his brother plunged on as if he hadn’t said a word

“Did you tell her the whole story? Did you tell her ent down? What you had to do? Does she knohat it cost you to make that call?”

Teague stared at his brother for a long tiht and her chest heavy She didn’t want to hear any of this, and yet she couldn’t stop herself fro

Teague’s ht that the skin around his lips hite and when he looked to the side—when he swiped at his eyes angrily—well, her heart broke It broke into shards because in that moment, she realized that sometime over the last feeeks, she’d fallen for this man and she’d fallen hard

“Like I said,” Teague answered, his voice dangerously low “She knows everything Every fucking thing that happened over there She knows that I hesitated when I shouldn’t have She knows that if I would have done the job I was there to do, then Dallas would be hoo back”

Jack shook his head and muttered “You’re unbelievable Can’t you think of your fa behind instead of some fucked up crusade that makes no sense to anyone other than you? Don’t you care that when you’re away and we don’t hear from you for weeks orto you?”