“Did you shit out your faith along with your confidence?” Alex asks me. He’s so serious that it makes my fist curl. “Damien, Evan, Charon, everyone has this planned to a tee. None of them would put any of us, let alone the girls, at risk. Get your head out of your heart and get in the game, yeah?”
I blow out a long breath, wishing I could soak up some strength from his confidence. But everything feels wrong. So fucking wrong. But if none of them feel it, then what the fuck am I meant to do about it?
“The cars are here,” Nico announces.
Everyone stands, straightening their suits and checking their weapons.
Anticipation goes around the room as we each make eye contact with each other.
Despite the fact that none of them agreed with me when I stood up against Theo, I can see the unease in their eyes, and it does fuck all to make me feel better about all of this.
I just really fucking hope that I’m wrong.