(Ridge)
The room went still around those words, and even Harlow stopped talking, which should’ve earned Crash some respect on principle alone. He looked like hell, breathing hard, shirt half untucked, eyes already knowing I wasn’t going to like whatever came next. I didn’t need details to feel the shift. I felt it the second he walked in.
I looked at Dane, then at Crash.
“Church. Now.”
Nobody asked questions, and that was exactly how it should be.
I turned and headed for the hall without checking if they followed, because they always did when my tone sounded like that. Mira’s voice hit my back before I reached the door, sharp enough to cut through everything else in the room. I didn’t stop or turn around, even though I knew that would come back to me later. Right now there were too ma
