Page 213 of Bona Fide

I stare at him.

Yeah...I can’t.

“I know you know Emmy Lou.” I close my eyes and nod. “She’s part of B723. She stayed at his side because he was always supposed to be president. He was the best fit, we just needed to keep him clean from the public and wait for Demi to fuck up.”

“She fucked up when she burnt down Mama’s house.”

“Not a government issue,” he replies. “I couldn’t get my commander to budge. It was personal. You were personal.”

“You knew about…”

“Not until the house fire. Emmy told me everything afterward.” He pulls out a stool for me to sit. “I know you have a million questions. More than a million, I’m sure. And I promise you, I will answer every single one of them even if they make me uncomfortable. But I need to finish...my job. Do you understand?”

My chin trembles because that means he possibly has to kill Demi—well, I’ll bet that’s the outcome.

How will this affect him?

How much can a person take when doing things like this?

Is my brother so emotionless for anyone else besides Mama and I that he’ll do whatever it takes?

“Where is Mama? She hasn’t been back in over an hour.”

“Took her somewhere safe.”

“Where?”

“Later. I have to go.” He hesitates then presses a soft kiss to my forehead and heads back to the torture room.

My questions are all gone. I feel numb. I don’t know anything anymore.

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