Wells flicked his eyes at Monroe, then back to Atticus. “Yeah, I didn’t see that she had a gun, but it was clearly her in the seat. I’ve never forgotten her face.”
“Say it already,” Sax grunted, his need to fix this and make the family safe riding him hard. I longed to go to him, but I needed to stand tall on my own for a moment.
“It was Brittni.”
Monroe jerked back, shock registering on his face. “What? How could she?” I saw the moment he wrote her off, knowing there was nothing to save. She’d never been a mother to Levi, only his incubator. She only cared what he would provide her, not him. Monroe realized that right then. There wasn’t anything to preserve. If she was willing to kill or be part of killing his boyfriend, the man he loved, she’d already chosen her fate.
Atticus and Sax started to move toward the door, ready to update the guys out there. Nicco had been watching me the whole time, so I wasn’t surprised he was the one to ask, stopping the others.
“What else, Beautiful? Who did you see?”
I met his gray-blue eyes, the gray swirling, and I found the landing space I needed. “Your father. I saw Dayton Mascro staring back at me. They didn’t drive off after but waited, watching. He was there the whole time.”