“I hope you're right.” I said.
He stayed beside me until I finally convinced him to come inside.
Even then, he refused to sleep.
He moved between the workshop doors and the entrance every few minutes, listening whenever a motorcycle approached and Mia noticed.
“He has been doing that all night.” Mia said.
“He knows something is wrong.” I said.
“He misses Jace.” She said.
“I think everyone does.” I said.
Around three in the morning, the garage became quieter.
The worst of the immediate fighting had stopped, although nobody believed the danger was gone.
Ben sat at one of the workbenches while Aiden checked a motorcycle's electrical system.
Emma and Sophia were in the office preparing another round of food.
Derek remained in the secured room, although he had finally stopped compla
