Chapter 293

NICK

“What, what were you thinking?” I hissed, my voice a mix of frustration and disbelief as I paced back and forth. I could feel my blood boiling in my veins. Luke had just told me that my mother, my mother, was out there acting like a teenager running after trouble. After those men. Did he think she was still some young, untouchable mafia queen? Didn’t she realize how dangerous this was? She had retired for a reason. Just because Dad wasn’t here didn’t mean she could suddenly jump back into the game. She was too old for this.

“She’s acting like she’s twenty–five again!” 1 continued, barely able to keep my voice from shaking, “Who does she think she is, going after those men? She’s not in the field anymore! She doesn’t need to be out there.”

me this upset, but honestly, I didn’t give a damn. This was my mother we were talking about. The woman who had always been everything to me, fragile, gentle, normal. At least, that’s how I saw her. The one who loved her garden, her

you

y mom. Not some

voice cut through my thoughts; his tone sharp but tinged with something I couldn’t quite

think I didn’t try? I tried everything to stop her.

knot tighten in my chest. My mother had always been strong, stubborn, wilful. But this… this was different. This wasn’t the same as stubbornly insisting on having a second helping of dessert. This was life or death. And I didn’t care how many times Luke tried to explain it to me, I couldn’t wrap my head around it. My mother, the mother I knew, was out there in the middle of

ran a hand through my hair, exasperated. “Damn it, we need to work faster to find Xander’s men,” I muttered, my mind racing. “This island is no longer working for us. We have been stuck here long enough.” My words felt

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