She grins like a madwoman, launching herself at me. I catch her with an oomph, then set her back on her feet.
“I forgot my brother. But I see you now, Hunter. Why didn’t anyone tell me? Huh? My brain is cuckoo,” she slaps herself in the head.
“Cynthia, stop hurting yourself.” I grab her hand gently, lowering it to her side.
Jax side-eyes me, leaning in to say softly, “I think we need to get a therapist in here, for your sister and 3. The sooner, the better. You’re too close to be objective.”
I nod in agreement.
God, I hope we can fix her mind. My baby sister has already been through so much.
I return my attention to Cynthia, who’s singing to herself.
“Getting married to my wifey... getting a harem all for meeee...”
I pull out my phone, quickly texting Pretty Girl to come get her for me. “Phoenyxx is coming to hang out with you. Okay?”
“11, 11! Yay, she’s my favorite of all time.” Cynthia preens like a peacock, strutting around us.
I blow out a breath, so damn frustrated at the situation.
Footsteps scurry towards us—Pretty Girl.
“Hey, bestie,” she greets my sister.
They hug, and I turn to Pretty Girl. “Jax and I have things to do. Can you stay with her?”
“Of course. She's in good hands.” Her eyes radiate warmth and reassurance.
I kiss her on the lips. “Thanks, beautiful.”
I feel better knowing my girl will take care of my sister.
Purge
I decide to go to one of the computer labs. I need to get the rest of the answers we need. The rest of the secrets about The Retreat and my father, where the fuck our mothers are, and confirmation on Iskra's true identity.
My flash drive is in my pocket with everything downloaded from my laptop.
I walk into the room closest to the kitchen. Those two guys, Thor and Bill, are in there already.
Thor looks up, smiling brightly. “Hey, man. Happy to have you here to help.”
“Quit kissing his ass, fanboy,” Bill states dryly.
“Fuck off, BILL! Can you believe his code name is Bill?” Thor laughs.
“It’s better than Thor, you frigging dork,” Bill snipes back.
“What’s the deal with you two, anyway? You're always bickering.” It’s almost juvenile, but oddly charming.
“Bill’s just an asshat with ears,” Thor quips, making me bust out laughing.
Bill just flips the bird, turning back to his screen.
“Okay, well then, can you catch me up to speed?” I ask Thor, as I plug my flash drive into the tower in front of me.
“Sure, no problem. We can compare notes and go from there.”
