Zarek stood in the middle of his yard alone. There was no wind. Everything was motionless.
Everything except for his heart, which was breaking.
Astrid was gone.
It was for her own good.
So why did he feel so brokenhearted?
He’d seen and heard firsthand what Caleb really thought about him.
They were family.
Brothers in arms.
Yes, they fought and sniped. Yet ar the end of the day, they would kill or die for each other. It was something each of them had proven. Of that, he had no doubt.
The one lesson Jo had learned was just how fast life changed. One minute you were walking along in a little cocoon of copasetic numbness. And the next… bam! Your world went skidding off the rails, leaving your heart in little bloody chunks on the sidewalk, that made you wonder how you’d ever be able to put it back together again.