Wiping Carter’s blood from my hands, I walked with Landon from the warehouse where we had taken care of Carter tonight to João’s place. We didn’t kill Carter, but we had taught him a lesson in not f*****g with Allie or Jace anymore.
Though I doubted that he’d actually listen.
“Where the f**k is João?” Landon asked, nodding to the empty driveway.
I furrowed my brows and shrugged. “Hospital?”
“Then, why’s the light on in the living room?”
Pulling up my hood to stop the windchill from freezing off my ears, I followed Landon across the yard to the front door. Landon glanced in the windows and pounded the side of his fist against the door.
Vera Rodriguez answered the door, her hair pulled into a high ponytail and dark bags under her eyes. Dressed in fluffy, long pajama pants and a Redwood
