Ravenous (Steel Brothers Saga 11) - Page 116

“A man is never too young to learn how to handle a gun, Evie. I was younger than he is now when I learned.”

My mother shook her head. “Whatever you say. Lunch will be ready in a half hour, so don’t get too involved.” She went back inside.

My father had set up some old soda cans on a big stump several yards ahead. Was he really going to let me shoot?

“You’re little yet, son, and you’re going to get a lot of kickback.”

“I can do it, Dad. I wish Joe were here.”

“We’ll bring Joe along next time. This time it’s just a father-son thing, okay?”

I smiled again. A father-son thing.

I had the best dad in the world. The very best.

I jerked as I steered the Mustang back onto the road. I wasn’t prone to daydreaming while I was driving. It was well into the evening, and the country roads into Snow Creek were pretty deserted. Good thing. I’d veered across into the opposite lane.

I had the best dad in the world.

Boy, had I been deluded.

I’d first held a pistol when I was seven years old. Pretty damned young. But he’d taught me gun safety, and by the time we were nine, both Joe and I were crack shots.

We were good at it. Damned good at it. Even now my Smith & Wesson was strapped to my ankle. I’d never shot at another person. Never had to.

But I would if life necessitated it.

I would to defend myself or someone I loved.

Absolutely.

Marjorie was at the hotel bar with Colin Morse, if Ted was to be believed. Colin Morse was hardly a threat. Still, I’d come prepared.

What was she doing meeting Colin Morse this late on a weeknight in town? I was pissed off just thinking about it. Colin had already met with her and Jade. Why the hell couldn’t he stay away from us?

A half hour later, I’d parked the car in a loading zone and stalked into the hotel bar.

There she was, sitting with him.

Then she looked up.

Straight at me.

I stalked toward her. “Why haven’t you been answering your phone?” I demanded.

“I haven’t heard my phone,” she said. “Who do you think—”

I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of her chair.

“Bryce, what—”

“Come with me.” I walked quickly to the front desk. “Give me a room. Now.”

“Hello, Bryce,” the night manager said. “What can—”

“Whatever you have. Now.”

He arched his brow.

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