“I’m sorry,” Tabon said once his sister was out of the room.
“What are you sorry for?” she asked, hoping he’d tell her the truth, because if he lied again, they were going nowhere.
“I lied to you. I had a good idea who was following us, and why.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me that?”
“It’s complicated, Avarie.”
“Was it the people who have my sister?”
Tabon scrubbed his face with his hand and nodded.
“Is there anything else you can tell me, Tabon?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Tabon?”
“Answer my question.”
“No, Avarie. There’s nothing else I can tell you.”
“Okay. Now, go. I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Why do I have to leave?”
“Because I’m going to take a quick shower and change my clothes.”
“So?”
Ava put her hands on her hips. “Don’t push me, Razor.”
—:—
“She’ll be out shortly,” he told his sister.
“Good.”
He looked up and saw his mom down by the lake with Savannah and Sierra. “How’s Ya-Ya?”
“She’s okay. She hasn’t been up here since Dad died.”
“Who has been?”
“Me. I bring the girls up here sometimes. I want them to know things about him, ya know?”
A week ago, he wouldn’t have understood why. Now, though, he felt the same way with Ava. He wanted her to get to know his family, and that included his father.
“I told her you love her.”
“What? What the hell, Saylor?”
“Are you telling me you don’t?”
Razor shook his head. “What did she say?”
“I told her she loves you too.”
“Are you kidding me? What is wrong with you?”