“What do you mean I don’t understand and there’s nothing more we can do?” I rail as we drive back to my house after we’ve visited Juan. “Exactly what I said. He’s up against stuff that you don’t get, Beth. It’s more complicated than just getting him a job and an apartment or something.” “So explain it to me. I’m not stupid, in case you hadn’t noticed.” I huff out an angry breath and look out the car window so I won’t have to face my asinine brother. David rubs his chin, exasperation spreading across his handsome face. He grips the steering wheel of his Volvo C70 until his knuckles turn white. “The RH will come after him,” he finally says, his voice low and sad. “What do you mean? Like they’ll force him to come back to them?” “Exactly.” I turn, my eyes wide, and stare at him, the low-lying buildings of central Austin blurring on either side of the car as we drive. His eyes are covered by Aviators, but I have a strong feeling that, if I could see them, they’d be misted over.
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