Page 39 of Remnants
The sandwich lifts before it, too, vanishes.
Aiden’s brows are pinched as he concentrates on the now empty space of his makeshift cell. “Was everything a lie, then? You pretended to have trouble hiding yourself completely to, what? To trick me into underestimating you?”
I remember when I’d first met him, how Aiden had caught him “stealing” his phone. From the way Aiden’s scanning the rest of the room, I can tell he has no idea where he is now.
“What are you going to do with me?” Harvey’s voice sounds from the far right, near Cibrina.
“That depends on your willingness to cooperate,” Aiden answers, his voice a soothing croon.
“And if I don’t?”
Jackson twirls a knife. The motion on its own is benign, but knowing him and what he’s capable of, it’s a clear threat. I’m so focused on him, expecting him to act first, that I startle when Kellan’s fist slams into the metal bar.
“Damn you!” he snarls viciously. “You killed Claudia. I could rip your spine from your body for that alone!”
The air in the back corner shudders.
Harvey’s voice drops low, his tone grave. “I didn’t kill her.”
“Maybe you didn’t hold the knife to her throat, but she died because of your betrayal,” Kell rumbles. “Her blood is on your hands.”
Harvey chuckles softly, and I stiffen at the callous response. The mood in the room immediately shifts, the taste of violence flavoring the air. He reappears in the center of his cage, his head thrown back and tears streaming down his face. “My betrayal, huh?” His voice is soft, if a little choked. “I wonder if it can be called that…if I came from the other side to begin with. If my talking to you isn’t the betrayal that’ll cost me more.”
Aiden steps up to the bars. “Tell us everything, Harvey. I can’t promise you what retribution the Guild will seek yet, but we will protect you from GE at the very least.”
He laughs again, this one strangled, before he lowers his face and meets Aiden’s gaze. “You can’t protect me from him any more than you can protect the Guild. Or him.” He points to Dane. “Or…” His crystal blue eyes find mine. “…her.” He adds, “The one that got away.”
I hold his stare. Something about it, about him, is tugging at my gut.
His blue eyes.
Not everyone with blue eyes is related to that man, but…what if…
“Are you his son?”
Harvey smirks, though it doesn’t reach the sadness still clouding his gaze. He bows mockingly. “That’s correct. I knew you were the smart one. But then, maybe we both get it from our father.”
Dane curses. “I’m going to have a serious issue meeting anyone with blue eyes from now on.”
“Well, there are many of us, so no one should fault you for it.” Harvey bends to retrieve the bottled water. The cap snaps when it opens, and he takes several swallows. His expression evens out as if he’s swallowing the turbulent emotions with every gulp. He clicks his tongue when he finishes, screwing the cap back on and tossing the empty bottle to the floor. “Screw it. I hate that bastard. I’ll tell you everything on one condition.”
“What is it?” Aiden asks.
“You have to save my siblings.”
“Didn’t you just say there were a lot of you?” Dane demands.
Harvey shrugs. “Not all my half-siblings. I don’t even know how many of them there are. I’m only asking for my full-blooded siblings.”
Dane scoffs. “Well, it sounds like you know about Raegan.” He pauses. “Wait. Did you and Reid know about each other this whole fucking time?!”
“Who? Oh, the teleporting guy? He’s another one?”
“Alright, you’ve gotta be fucking lying now,” Dane growls. “You can’t tell me you’ve been the Guild spy reporting to Daddy, and youdidn’t know about his other son he was so familiar with.”
Harvey laughs softly and rubs the back of his neck. “Oh, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Alright, story time.” He sits cross-legged on the floor and stretches his hands over his head. “Ahhh, that’s better. Please, sit. Sit.” He waves at us to sit and join him, but none of us move. He shrugs. “Guess it’s your choice to be uncomfortable.”
“Harvey,” Aiden warns. “Get on with it.”
