Bitter Truths (The Denton Family Legacy 3)

“Where am I?” she asked.

“You’re at my place.”

“Oh.”

“It’s not much to look at, but you’re safe here.”

She hadn’t been worried about her safety in a long time. Besides, she could always look after herself. It was something she’d been doing for years.

Everyone in the room turned toward her. She’d never been surrounded by so many people in such a long time. Their feelings were so clear to see that it unnerved her.

“Are you okay?” Oliver asked, whispering.

“Yeah.”

“How are you feeling?” Maddox asked, stepping away from Charlotte.

“I’m okay. Confused … empty, but okay.”

She took a deep breath, wishing her nerves would stop getting the better of her. Staying on her feet was proving to be difficult, so she took a seat on the nearest sofa, running her hands down her thighs.

“You’ve watched it?” Jacob asked.

“Yeah. He’d be so disappointed in me, huh? Here I was willing to kill every single Denton man.”

“Do you really think you could have achieved that?” Damian asked.

“Yeah, I do. I’ve been training for ten years. I may not have been able to take you all out, but at least one, maybe two. If I was really lucky, three.”

“When you were supposed to be growing up, having fun, you were training,” Charlotte said, taking a seat beside her, placing a hand at her back.

“I was obsessed with it.”

“Do you still want to get revenge for your brother’s death?” Maddox asked.

“Yes, but I don’t know where to start. Oliver asked me if I knew anything about that day, or remember anything. I even misheard my brother’s warning. I thought he blamed you. I didn’t even realize that he was telling me to go to you. I was so stupid.”

“You can’t dwell on that,” Abel said. “It will eat you alive.”

“Right now I don’t know what to do. Men killed my family, and I don’t know who.”

“You didn’t ask around? Try and make contact?” Jacob asked.

“No. Why would I? To me the fault was with you guys. I’ve wasted a lot of time.”

“Yeah, but now you can put that focus elsewhere,” Oliver said.

“What do you mean?”

“You can help us find the men who killed your family. You were willing to kill us. Why not put that energy into taking out the men who actually mean you harm?”

Ruby hadn’t thought about it like that. Maybe the past ten years hadn’t been a waste after all.

Chapter Four

“Are you sure your family won’t mind me staying with you?” Sarah Smith asked. Landon took his woman’s hands, and was tempted to kiss her knuckles. He couldn’t have her though. She had only just turned sixteen while he was now eighteen. Even though in England, it wasn’t against the law, in the States, he had to consider her age still.

Stop that.