As silence stretched on between us, I could again hear a shuffling on my brother’s line.

“You serious?” Grayson’s voice was tense, but I could hear the heartbreak he was trying to hide.

“I’m with someone right now who’s corroborating his story. Pretty compellingly, I might add.”

Was that groaning behind my brother?

“He could be lying, too.” Grayson grasped at the same thread of disbelief that had frayed for me.

“Could be,” I said. “Which is why we need to talk to Uncle Alexander.”

“I just talked to him,” Grayson said. “He’s at his place.”

“You talked to him?”

“I didn’t tell him anything,” Grayson assured. “I want to talk to him in person about this. Told him it was important but didn’t tell him what it was about. Want to meet me at his place?”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. “Yeah.” I glanced at my father’s killer. “I just need a minute to wrap something up first.”

“Same,” Grayson said. “What do you want me to do with the guy who killed Luna’s father?”

I blinked. “What do you mean?”

“I have him.”

“Youhavehim?”

“Tied up in my trunk.”

“What the fuck, Grayson? I asked you to get a name, not commit aggravated kidnapping.”

“First of all, you asked me to get information by any means necessary. So, save me the speech. Second, you asked me to get a name. I over-delivered, so spare me the theatrics of being shocked and offended and answer my question.”

I bit my lip. “You know, when this is all over, you’re going to tell me how the hell you know contract killers.”

“Do you want to end him yourself or not?”

I stilled.

“What?” I asked.

“He killed your girlfriend’s father. Do you need to get revenge out of your system?”

“Grayson, what kind of question is that?”

“I’m standing here with the dude in my trunk, so if you could hurry up and answer me, I’d appreciate it.”

“He killed Luna’s father, so, no, I’m not going to let him get away with it,” I said.

“So, you don’t carewhoends him, just as long as he’s dead, then?”

“Grayson…”

Vseww. Vseww.

Silence stretched out for an eternity as my heart launched into fresh shock.

“Grayson, was that a silencer?”