Chapter Fifteen
Things weren’t supposed to happen this way in his small hometown.
This was his home, a place so removed from his world, untouched and safe, that he came back there to try to forget the horrors of the outside. Now he couldn’t shake the fact that he had brought the horrors of what he did, the bad, the deceitful, the horrible, right to the doorstep of his family, who had never signed up for this.
A large dark hand gripped his shoulder. “You okay?” said Shaun, who was dressed in faded blue jeans and a white and black T-shirt, his pistol holstered by his side. He was carrying his long-range sniper rifle and wearing his ballcap turned backwards. He had about an inch on Luke.
“I don’t know,” he said. “Ask me next week after this sinks in.”
He took in the scene, standing outsi
