Page 95 of Ravage
“I’ll handle it,” I swear to her. I’ll save the child and get them the help they need, if it’s not too late. Then, I’ll gut that piece of shit and Gordon and bring them to her to hang on her wall. The scientist hasn’t done anything specifically, but he was on the island. That and something about him has me wanting to shred him to pieces.
Raegan sets her empty cup down and stands. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it. Just thought you should know.”
Kellan scowls from the couch and stands to block her way. “No. Stay away from him. I mean it.”
She jabs a finger into his chest, which I’m sure hurts her more than him. “You don’t tell me what to do. No one does,” she snarls. There’s a glimpse of fear in her eyes again, but she blinks and it’s gone.
His face falls like something just clicked for him, and he lets her pass.
Rae walks right by him, but I keep watching Kellan’s face darken with rage the longer whatever is on his mind stews.
“You apparently all know where I live, so you know where to find me if you need me.” She waves and leaves, and we’re left with more questions than answers.
Again.
Jackson stands and walks across the back of the couch, then hops off and opens the window.
“Following her home?”
He turns to me and nods. “I’ll fill you in once I know she’s safe.” Then he’s gone.
“What’s the matter with you?” Dane aims at Kellan.
He turns to look at Dane and then at me as well. “There’s more to what happened on that island than she’s letting on.”
“No shit, dumbass. She still hasn’t explained why she murdered my sister.”
“Then we need to get her to tell us what happened! I won’t believe she just did it on a whim. And whatever the fuck was going on with that guy has something to do with it. So, stop pretending you’re going to hurt her and help us figure this shit out!”
“Then how do you explain the birth certificate, Kell?! She’s been one of them all along. There’s no need to hunt for another explanation, because we have it,” Dane snarls.
“No. She’s not theirs. Why would she be fighting them then? Coming to help us? You’re too blinded by what happened to Vera that you won’t see what’s right in front of you!”
“Of fucking course I am! That’s not something I’m ever going to let go of. She killed my sister. She’s gone. Forever. So, sorry I’m not going to rush to help her. You saw her obeying that guy’s orders. What more proof do you need than that?”
Kellan swipes his hand at a dining chair and throws it across the room. “Did you miss everything else? She didn’t want to be near him! She threw up at the sight of him.”
“What if she was the agent they sent to kill your parents and sister? Would you still defend her then?” Dane spits out.
Kellan freezes. “Don’t bring them into this.”
That’s it. I step between them. “We need to focus on getting the Guild members back.”
They’re quietly seething at each other, chests heaving as they catch their breaths from the screaming match. Dane caves first, going to his nest of computers to work.
Kellan’s glare follows him there, then pins on me. “And what about Raegan?”
I want answers as much as he does, but I can’t admit that in front of Dane yet. He’ll do something stupid like storm off where GE can easily pluck him off the streets as they’ve been trying to do since we escaped. I have to keep him safe and out of GE’s hands. I owe him that.
“What about her?”
He steps toward me, finger shoved into my chest. “Why did you tell me she made it off the island? You left her behind and alone to face fuck knows what for five years while we had each other. What if that’s when he got to her? Did you think about that? You owe her more than anyone to find out the truth.”
Fuck.
My chest tightens as the idea takes root.
He grabs a jacket from the wall and storms out, slamming the door.
