Her eyes were slits now, but she didn’t deny one word.
“You’re gonna leave and not come back. My well has run dry as far as you’re concerned. The second you approached my woman, you lost me for good.”
Rasc sat up on the ground and spit a puddle of blood next to him. “Timmy’s with us, Cal. He’s inside the RV.”
“I heard. You’re makin’ a fine example for him.”
Chrys groaned and jerked in Ronan’s hold. “Don’t talk about my son. You don’t know anything about the life we’re givin’ him. You’ve never even met him.”
“True.” My nostrils flared. “Now, I never will. I’m done with you. You are no longer my brother and sister. You come around again, I don’t know you. You talk to Wren, look at Wren, approach Wren, I will not stop her from callin’ the police. I happen to know both of you have warrants out. Don’t think they’ll let you keep that kid of yours when you’re rottin’ in a jail cell.”
Chrys screamed like I’d scalded her, but I hadn’t said anything she didn’t know.
“We just need some money, brother. Didn’t mean to hurt her,” Rasc said.
I glared at him. “Now you’ve got nothin’. We’re done here.”
We were gone, driving away from my bloodied brother and bawling sister. I didn’t feel any better, but the message had been delivered. They might be back, they might not. But I knew down to my depths they wouldn’t try anything on Wren again. Chrys might want to, but Rasc got it. He knew he’d done wrong, broken the code. He’d put a stop to any schemes on Chrys’s part when it came to my girl. I could breathe easier now that that had been imparted.
I felt Ronan’s eyes on me. “Are you good?” he asked.
“I’ll be good when I’m back home.”
He shook his head and clucked his tongue. “I didn’t think you spoke.”
Turning to the window, I knocked my forehead against it. “Only when I have somethin’ to say.”
I’d spoken. I’d said enough. Now, it was time to hold my girl.