My brother was hulking in the doorway, looking around the room. His eyes found me and he strode in my direction.
He was tall and rangy, but didn’t look healthy. He was better groomed than the last time I’d seen him, with a neat haircut he’d probably gotten specially to do whatever he was here to do today. But he looked thinner, like he hadn’t been eating enough.
I couldn’t find any sympathy for him.
The last time I’d seen him had been years earlier, when he and my father had come to tell me they’d spent all the money for grandmother’s ESRD care and that they needed more. It had been when I was a new delta, before I became Chief and before I married Hunter. Actually, it had been the key reason I’d needed to say yes when Hunter asked me to start our secret arrangement.
He and my fath
