(Mira)
I woke up early. Tuesday morning. First day back at The Spoke.
Ridge was already up. Sitting on the couch. Staring at nothing.
"You okay?" I asked.
He looked at me. "Yeah. Just thinking."
"About today."
"Yeah."
I walked over. Sat next to him. "It's going to be fine. Five brothers. You've thought of everything."
"I know. But I still don't like it."
"I know."
We sat there for a while. Quiet.
Eventually, I got up. Got dressed. Normal clothes. Jeans. T shirt. Apron for work.
Ridge watched me. Didn't say much.
When I was ready, he stood up. Pulled me into his arms.
"You stay alert," he said. "If anything feels wrong, you tell Crash or Holt. You come straight back here."
"I will."
"And you keep the gun on you."
"I will."
"Remember your training. If Tyler shows up, you us
