“Brother,” greeted the man who had caught Eve earlier.

Brother? So he was Lucas’ brother? How could they be so different? And by different, Eve meant in attitude. Lucas’ brother seemed much nicer than him.

“Put her down, Neil,” Lucas commanded, ignoring Neil’s greeting.

Hearing that, Eve placed her arms on Neil’s shoulders, gripping them tightly, and looked him in the eye. “I think I hurt my ankle,” she said to Neil. She did it on purpose to annoy Lucas.

And she succeeded. But she hadn’t anticipated Lucas’ response.

Lucas approached them. “You’re coming with me. The doctor will check it.”

Without looking at Lucas, Eve rejected him. “No. Neil...