“I won’t.”
“Even if you’re scared.”
“Especially then.”
That was the moment something shifted between us.
The older brother who had spent his life stepping in front of me finally stepped beside me.
And for the first time in years, I felt something stronger than survival.
I felt like myself.
Detective Ruiz cleared her throat.
“I hate to interrupt a healthy family breakthrough.”
Liam smiled faintly.
“But?”
“But nobody is going to the cabin.”
I frowned.
“Detective—”
“No.”
“The ledger—”
“Is evidence.”
“Exactly.”
“And there may be a person monitoring everything you do.”
I looked at the phone.
The voicemail.
Do not trust any document dated after March seventeenth.
“Then send officers.”
Ruiz crossed her arms.
“I will.”
“Tonight.”
“Maya.”
“Tonight.”
Liam gave Ruiz an apologetic look.
“She gets this from our mother.”
I looked at him.
“You say that like you didn’t argue with a cardiologist for six hours when Dad needed surgery.”
