"I don't know what he's saying, I swear to God. You must believe me."
I'd shoved Caleb out of the way almost as fast as my teammate had come bursting in, instructing him to leave this in my hands. Nati's expression had been set in horrified shock as soon as I'd reentered the kitchen, but I'd let that go. I'd put her on my couch, sat facing her on the coffee table, and said nothing as I glared at her, studying each look that crossed her face when she told me to believe her.
I wanted to. Oh s**t, oh hell, how I wanted to believe her. She was a terrific liar, but then I'd questioned at the beginning if she wasn't a damn great actress.
Why would I do that? Why would I put my sister in danger?"
"I don't know," I replied coldly, although it wrenched my heart to respond to her in that manner.
