“Any morequestions?”
I nibbled on my bottom lip. “Do you think they’ll discharge metomorrow?”
“Greg will decide. If it was up to me, you’d be recuperating at myplace.”
His place . . .Thankfully, I was no longer connected to the machine, because I was pretty certain my heart rate had just shot through theroof.
“Is that where I’m going afterthis?”
His freckles darkened. “I’d like that, but I’d understand if that’s too much for you. Your new house is alsoready.”
The memory of the blood and urine made the walls of my hospital room squeeze in around me. “It was Justin. He confessed to the vandalism. He probably had help,though.”
August’s head dipped. “Don’t worry. I already took care ofit.”
Itbeing my house or the rest of the perpetrators? I didn’t ask. “What about Alex? What happened tohim?”
“He’s gonetoo.”
“Gone?”
“Dead.Lucas.”
“And Lori? Did Frank kill her when he got to hishouse?”
“No. She’s in captivity back at HQ. Liam wanted to keep her for questioning. He’s trying to find out who Morgan’s biggest supportersare.”
A yawn popped out of mymouth.
August’s eyes softened. “You need torest.”
“I’ve been sleeping for aweek.”
“You’ve beenmendingfor a week. You had three cracked ribs and several other . . .injuries.”
I inhaled deeply. Nothing hurt, which told me my ribs must have alreadyset.
“Nothing feels broken anymore,” I said. Except myface.
“I’m relieved to hearthat.”
“Did Liam . . . Did he”—I wrinkled my nose—“eatMorgan’sheart?”
“Hedid.”
“How? Did your bloodalso—”
“Remember how Dad was with the Rivers? The afternoon of the duel, Greg was worried about how little Sillin we had left, so I told Dad to purchase some from the Rivers. They ended up giving it to us forfree.”
“Oh. That’s . . .kindof them.” Since nothing was ever free in this world, I assumed it was given in the hopes of getting something in return. Was August thatsomething?
“They arrived at the duel right after . . .” Heshuddered.
“Rightafter?”
“Right after you made it back to us.” His words lingered in the air. “But he got the whole story, which made his hair go a lotgrayer.”
“He must hate me for having put you atrisk.”
