20
Aspen
The shouting wakes me up.
At first I think I’m dreaming.
Then Buddy barks.
Loud.
Furious.
I bolt out of bed.
Dylan’s bedroom door opens at the same time.
“Mom?”
“Stay inside,” I say automatically.
But the porch light is already on.
Voices outside.
Men shouting.
My heart pounds.
I step onto the porch—
and immediately look for Dylan.
He’s behind me.
Too close.
Too exposed.
I shift slightly, putting myself between him and whatever is happening out there.
Instinct.
Immediate.
Unquestioned.
No one gets to him.
Not while I’m standing.
And freeze.
Ace is holding a man down near the barn.
Havoc and Blaze stand over him.
Cold.