The Inbetween OMAR FINDS US THERE. His eyes skate over me, and then to Finn. “All this and you let her hug an open infection? Idiot.” Finn throws the knife before I can blink and Omar ducks to one side, laughing as the blade embeds in the stone behind him. “Sloppy, O’Malley.” “Fuck you, priest,” Finn says. Collin is asleep—he passed out a few minutes earlier, in the middle of telling me how to survive alone and that the Havens were death traps. I couldn’t bring myself to move away from him, and Finn stood silent sentry over both of us. “We need to talk.” Omar says Finn nods, and glances at me. “She stays with me.” If that surprises anyone but me, no one shows it. Finn waits for me to push to my feet, and then nods at Collin. “Leave Holly here.” “You trust my people to watch your partner?” Omar says, his voice surprised and genuinely curious. Finn shakes his head. “No. But I know she’s in love with you and if anything happens to Collin while I’m gone, I’ll kill you.”
