Page 75 of Emmalyn's Strength


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Hellen was stunned at first, then she burst out laughing. “No, I did not, but it’s still a possibility,” she said, still snickering a little.

“Come here,” he said, opening his arms to her.

Hellen walked into her twin brother’s arms and melted into his embrace.

“I miss you,” Havoc said.

“I miss you, too.”

“So what are we going to do about it?”

“I don’t even know. I just came back to answer all the calls I was getting.”

“So you have to go back?”

“Yeah.”

“Is it work?”

“I found it because of work. So, I’m doing enough work not to be in trouble for not working, but no, this particular situation is not work.”

Havoc nodded, but didn’t say anything as he held Hellen in his arms. “What can I do?” he finally asked.

“Nothing.”

“Nothing at all? Not even help you clean up this damn mess of a house?” he teased. “I mean, seriously, who throws roast on the damn floor? I thought you knew better than that.”

Hellen smiled as she stepped back out of his arms. “Apparently not.”

“Tell you what, why don’t you head on over to Barron’s to see Emmalyn, and I’ll start cleaning all this crap.”

“Really? You don’t mind?” she asked.

“Oh, I’m not cleaning all this shit by myself. You will be coming back to help, but I’ll get it started,” he said.

“Fair enough. So, wait, did anybody catch this guy?”

Havoc smiled that cold, manipulative grin he possessed that could make a man’s blood run cold. “Oh, yeah. We tracked him down, and Aunt Everly made sure he paid the price.”

“No, shit!”

“No shit. She’s as cold as they come. He fucked with her baby and she made sure he understood she’d see him in the next life to tear his throat out again over it.”

“Damn. I heard all the stories about her saving Uncle Bam, but I’m still impressed with this one.”

“Same. If I’m ever missing, send Aunt Everly after me. She’ll save me,” Havoc said, nodding his head for emphasis.

“You think it’s too early to go to Barron’s?” Hellen asked.

“Nah, if they’re asleep, they’ll be awake soon. Everly and Bam went home yesterday afternoon, but I’m sure they’ll be back over there before too long.”

“I’m going to try to slip in and out without seeing any of the parents at all.”

“Good luck with that,” Havoc said as he lifted the Crockpot and looked around as he tried to determine what to do with it.

“Just throw that out. And the freezer, and anything else that you might think had something to do with Em getting attacked,” Hellen said. “I sure don’t want any reminders and I’m fairly certain she won’t either.”

“Got it,” Havoc said.