When Josh said nothing, Romeo checked the phone to make sure they were still connected.
But Josh had ended the call.
Chapter Five
Romeo didn’t sleepthat night.
He paced round the house before that got tedious and he paced outside of it, circling their house at first before expanding his relentless march to include the outhouse.The raven didn’t appear, but his nape itched like it watched him from somewhere.
Mercutio walked at his side, whimpering softly.
Romeo resisted the urge to smash the phone in his grip.
His calls and texts to Josh were going unanswered.
He tried to convince himself Josh was asleep or had turned his phone to silent, but he knew better than that, Josh was ignoring him, had possibly blocked him.
Romeo stopped.
Mercutio kept going before noticing and scuttling backwards to Romeo’s side.If it was a trap, they had the means of finding Romeo.He held it in his hand.But no police cars had screeched up the dirt track that night and there were none on the horizon.
Which meant truth.
Which meant Chad was hurt in the hospital and Romeo couldn’t go to him.
He didn’t go to him.
Chad had been right there, and he’d walked away.
He’d left him.
“No,” Romeo growled at himself.“It was foolish.”
He’d let emotion get the better of him and it had gifted Josh their car.
Chad was a survivor—he had been since Romeo had trapped him on his farm all those years ago.He would be okay.Romeo believed it, but he had to make sure he stayed okay.
