Chapter Twenty-Five
Brina
(Two Weeks Later)
Weeks had gone by, and not only were there no answers or leads as to who shot my brother, but the man who’d tried to find me still hadn’t shown his face again. The uncertainty didn’t settle well with me. In one week’s time, Trinity would be moving her things from Boston to Charleston, with a heavy detail of secret service agents following her around. Everyone was tense, even her.
“Sure you’re ready to go to school?” I stared at Trinity’s back as she looked out the door at the meadow. Blonde hair pulled high in a messy bun, I couldn’t help but smile at her. She had grown into her role of first daughter eloquently. For the longest time, I was afraid she’d go wild and rebel, just like I warned Noah she still might do if he didn’t loosen the rein
