streaks of gray in his brown hair, he and I greatly resembled each other—more than he and the triplets. Sometimes it was like I was looking at my older self.
I carefully let go. She moved a little but didn’t wake. Then my father and I left, closing the door softly.
“Mom seems good one minute, then the next she shuts down. Is today an off day?” I asked. Dad had told me a couple of weeks ago that she was responding better to her new medication.
“The snow sometimes sends her into a deeper depression. I’m not sure why.”
I guessed because she associated angels with Karen.
“You look tired, son. Is everything okay?”
No. I was a minute away from bawling and throwing myself at my father so he could hold me like a baby and tell me we would be a family again, to tell me my mom would come home again. “Yes.”
“Go home and get some rest. And inform the triplets I want them here tomorrow,” he said in a gentle but firm tone.
I had a long haul home and suddenly felt drained from the fight last night, Pitt’s conversation earlier this morning, and seeing my mom. Not to mention, I was missing Lacey terribly. But something told me I probably wouldn’t be able to sleep.
Chapter Six
Kade
I rubbed my eyes , trying to clear the blurriness. I’d gotten up early and was sitting at my desk in my room, surfing the internet for anything on the Lorenzino family. I replayed the conversation Hunt and I had had with Pitt over and over in my head. Was Lacey in danger? What did Mr. Robinson have that the Lorenzino family wanted? Were the deaths of Lacey’s sister and mom a result of a deal gone bad? Did Pitt know who killed them? Then there was this nagging voice in my head that Pitt was involved somehow. Maybe it was the way his eyes pierced through me when he asked me if I knew what the Lorenzino family wanted.
The more I thought about his offer, the more I was leaning toward accepting it. He had a good relationship with the law, which might help to find out what the LAPD knew. I would have more protection on Lacey, not that I couldn’t handle that on my own. But I had to table my pride. Her life could be on the line, and if I took the job, I could leave my brothers to concentrate on school and staying out of danger.
I scrubbed a hand over my face. First and foremost, I needed Lacey with me. I needed her in my arms so I would know she wasn’t in any danger.
I stretched then cracked my knuckles, staring at the computer screen at the pictures I’d found of Lorenzino. Harrison Lorenzino was a gray-haired man with a gray beard to match. LA news dubbed him a knight in shining armor since he’d recently donated fifty thousand dollars to a children’s hospital in LA.
I was about to do more surfing when I checked the time. I bolted out of my chair. I was supposed to tell the triplets to head up to see our mom, and I had to get a shower and get ready to head to the airport to pick up Lacey.
I stalked out of my room. On Sundays, the triplets were either lounging in our theater room or in the garage working out. I found them in the theater room in the basement. We all loved it down there. No windows, two comfortable leather couches positioned in the form of an L , a fifty-inch TV, a fridge, and thick carpeting. It was a perfect place to watch movies, and a cozy place to curl up with Lacey.
“Where’ve you been?” Kross asked in between bites of popcorn.
It was eleven a.m. So there was still time for them to drive up to the Berkshires. I dropped down on the coffee table, blocking their view of The Italian Job . A slew of popcorn flew at me. “Dad wants you guys to go up and see Mom today.”
“Was that why you came home late last night?” Kody asked as he snagged the remote. The sound from the TV vanished.
“After I left Pitt’s office I needed to think. She needs to see you guys.”
Kelton sat up straight. “Is she okay?”
I held up my hand. “She is. But she could use some cheering up. You know how she
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