Chapter 63

He clears his throat and speaks first. “I am trying to think of a decent reason why you’d want to help Caleb,” he says, voice steady. “He broke an arm, not his spine. He has Scarlett. If you think he needs help, it can be arranged—without you being there. So what’s the problem? Is there something else I should know about your incessant need to save him?”

I open my mouth to argue, but nothing comes