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“We’re twins,” Gee answered.

“Oh, that explains the G names,” I said. “I always wanted a twin. I settled for a dog, though.”

Both brothers chuckled.

“We’re about half a mile out now,” Gable said. “I’m gonna move ahead and call the cops. See if we can get someone here.”

Gee grunted, and then Gable left, making me slightly awkward when I said what I said next.

“Beautiful weather we’re having, right?” I asked.

He chuckled. “I hate to break this to you, but there are some clouds rolling in. Looks like a good ol’ mountain storm’s about to be upon us. Maybe it’ll knock that asshole and his family that left you right off the mountain.”

I snorted. “The Harrises are too good at hiking for that.”

“Damn. That’s a bummer,” Gee admitted.

I agreed with him.

I twisted my head so that I could lay my face on his shoulder.

“Thank you again,” I murmured.

He squeezed my thighs. “I signed an oath to protect and serve. If it makes you feel better, pretend that I’m working and it’s my job.”

I sighed. “It doesn’t.”

He chuckled. “I can see the path evening out. We’re almost there.”

I felt a drop of rain hit my head and then another.

“Feels like the storm caught up to us,” I mused.

“It’s about to be here any second,” he started walking faster, and the incline of his body changed, becoming more upright.

“Almost there,” he assured me.

I breathed a sigh of relief when his next words were, “I can see Gable at our truck.”

Sadly, like I expected, there was no signal to be had.

“I don’t think you get any until you hit the main road,” I admitted.

“You know this place well?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I sighed. “We hike here a lot.”

It took them only a few seconds to load me up in their truck and start driving off.

I hoped that when Joseph got back, he would wonder where I was and start to worry.

Arguing with me is crazy, because my goal isn’t to win, it’s to piss you off.

—Garrett to Gable

GARRETT

The steady beep, beep, beep of Bindi’s heart had my anxiety about the entire situation calming.

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