I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came out.
“Weed helps,” she said with a shrug. “Edibles work the best, but they take a while to take effect. A blunt will do in a pinch.”
“I won’t—” the words caught in my throat.
I couldn’t promise not to leave her again. Chance and I were about to tell Dalton that we’d narrowed down our list of Vampires to three that were involved in the human militia’s waron Vampires and their mates. Things were going to start moving very quickly, and my brothers would need me.
“You’re going to keep going,” she said in understanding.
The worst part is she wasn’t even surprised.
That small burst of anger when I’d arrived had been the extent of her fight. By the look in her eyes, she’d already moved on to acceptance.
“You said you had a high pain threshold,” I reminded her, my voice rough. It was no excuse, but it was the only explanation I had. “You didn’t ever say how bad it was, so I thought?—”
“Complaining about things doesn’t change them,” Rosemary said, pulling her knees up to her chest. “It just makes you a whiny little bitch.”
“I’m sorry today took longer than it should’ve,” I said, moving closer. “This morning, we found a video of my brother Zeke.”
“You don’t need to explain,” she replied. “It is what it is.”
“I should’ve called.”
“Yeah, you should’ve.”
“Zeke had been gathering information before he died,” I explained, gutted at the lack of emotion in her voice. “It’s what I’ve been going through on my laptop, and none of it made any sense until we found that video this morning. We have names, baby. We’re getting closer to ending it.”
“Good news,” she replied with an unconvincing smile.
“Zeke left you information?” Dalton asked. “Why haven’t you said anything?”
“We weren’t sure what we had?—”
“You ever think that I could’ve helped with that?” he asked, glaring.
“I think we didn’t know what we were dealing with,” Chance cut in. “And until we did, we weren’t sharing the information that our brother died for.”
Dalton looked at him in surprise. “You know me.”
“We know a lot of Vampires,” Chance replied with a shrug. “What does that have to do with anything?”
“Knock it off,” I shot at Chance over my shoulder.
He made a zipping motion over his lips.
“It’s almost over, baby,” I whispered, reaching out to wrap my hands around Rosemary’s thighs. “All right? We won’t have to do this much longer.”
She just nodded.
“Breaking it down, we’ve got three names of Vampires who have money coming in and out of the human militia’s war chest.” I looked at Dalton from my place crouched in front of Rosemary. “Multiple transactions. They were trying to hide it, the payments were filtered through dummy corporations and overseas banks, but the proof is there.”
“Who is it?”
“Guess,” Chance said. “Try to guess.”
I was going to kill my brother.
“Keihley, Morren, and Adamson.”
