“You would fight me,” Samuel repeats slowly, as if in disbelief. “For him.”
“Not just for him, but for your sense of honor as well as mine,” I tell him. With that wild look in his eye, I don’t trust him enough to even turn my back on him for a minute. Of all the dangers out here, the invaders and the bullets and the raging bears, I never thought Samuel was someone I would have to be afraid of.
Or someone that I would have to protect others from.
Yet here we are.
“You’re crazy,” Samuel says, like I’m the one who’s in the wrong. “You are absolutely insane.”
“Then it shouldn’t matter to you what happens to me from here on,” I say. “Turn around and leave.” I still need his help to move Caleb, but I’m not going to let Samuel anywhere near Caleb after the things he said tonight.
“Whatever,
