“So, that was your brother.”
Blake was staring at the road as we drove back, and I noticed him grip the wheel a little tighter when Brooke spoke.
“Yup.”
“Seems like an interesting guy.”
He laughed cynically.
“That’s one word for him, I guess. I’d probably go with ‘awful’ or ‘insane’, though.”
“I take it that bumping into us wasn’t a coincidence?”
I wasn’t quite sure what Brooke was getting at. She hadn’t seemed to think Blake’s brother was a legitimate threat while we were at the grove, but the way she had asked that made me think she was questioning it now.
“He just wanted to remind me I can’t get away from him. He’s nice like that.”
“Did he threaten you?”
“You don’t have to worry about me. Dermott tries to intimidate me but he’s not gonna do anything too serious, our dad would
