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“It sounds like Luca did good.” Hunt focuses on the few remaining spots of blood on the floor. “Lucky for him.”
I shrug. “He did okay. Who knows if you would’ve done better.”
“I know,” he mutters. “We both fucking know.”
I’d probably laugh at his wounded pride if I didn’t feel like my time in Greece has been one big kick to the balls. My father may be dead, but his clusterfuck of a legacy is still left behind, his orphaned kid included.
“If only you hadn’t stabbed me in the back, you could’ve been here.”
“Don’t fucking start.” Hunt stalks for the kitchen. “Do you have more bleach around here somewhere?”
“In the duffel. Near the table.”
He doesn’t need any more instruction. He makes for the chemicals and starts cleaning, doing the job he’s perfected for years, while he leaves me alone with his fiancée, one hand on her hip, her lips pursed.
I should throw my dirty cloth at her and demand she get to work. “Are you just going to stand there?”
“Probably.” She cocks her head. “I’m trying to figure out what’s going on in that messed up mind of yours. By any chance, does the big, bad Cole Torian need a cuddle?” She smirks, beating the emotional bullshit out of the room like she’s wielding a stick.
“It’s always great to see you, Sarah.” I’m tempted to take her up on the offer only because I’m well aware she’s not the comforting type. Even more so when it comes to me. “You can save the cuddle torture for Hunt. But I changed my mind about what I said earlier. I think I do need your help.”
“I’m listening.”
I contemplate my next move, hating the indecision I feel now more than I ever did when it came to the plans for my father’s punishment.
“I want you to take Anissa to the jet and accompany her back to Portland.”
She shrugs. “No problem. I can do that.”
“Good, because I need you to do it now.” Before I have to see her again. Before I have a chance to tell her all the messed-up shit going on in my head.
“Okay…” Sarah’s eyes narrow. “And what do I do with her once we’re Stateside?”
I stand a little taller, breathe a little deeper. “You let her go.”