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CHAPTER ONE

Emma…

My heart is racing; cold wind off the Maine coastline blasting over s beneathThe e of the tower, brutally handsome and brutal is quite literal “Do you think he jumped or was he pushed?”

I grab for him, but he’s out of reach I can’t breathe “I don’t knohat happened to your brother, Brody,” I whisper, but then self-preservation kicks in and I shout “Let o!” But he doesn’t listen He won’t listen, and I shout out beyond hi someone hears me “Help! Help! Help!”

“Stop shouting,” Brody bites out “Stop fucking shouting”

“If you hurt her, I will kill you”

At the sound of Jax’s voice, I start crying “Jax,” I plead, tears strea down my face “Jax”

“Brody, you fuckhead,” he bites out “She matters to me She’s not one of them Give her to me now”

Brody’s jaw trele in his eyes He wants to push me He wants to push me badly “I didn’t knoho my father really was until he died,” I say “I swear to you, Brody I’m not like him I’ll help you”

“Why would I believe you?” he demands

“Because I’m not him Please listen I’m not him”

He draws in a breath and turns ainst the wall of the alcove where we stand Jax grabsme close, his hand on the back ofsorry, baby Are you okay?”