“I have a son?” Elliott repeated for about the twentieth time in the last two minutes. Once again, Cadence confirmed for him that, yes, he had a son. And no, Brandon had not meant for Cassidy to get hurt.

“He’s a good kid,” Cale assured the new-found father who sat staring at the ceiling, his large hands intertwined behind his head.

“Anyway,” Cadence finally said as Elliott continued to process, “we got Giovani and Zabrina. Obviously, I was rescued,” she patted Cale on the knee since he had been one of the first familiar faces she’d seen once she’d decapitated Giovani, “and we are still working on Gibbon. But he’s...