Chapter 15

“I promise things will be different soon, but I have to finish this job first.”

“Just please be careful.”

Movement caught Merrick’s eye. Wyatt walked away from the bathroom door.

“I hate this.”

“I know.” Merrick kissed Grant’s cheek. “We’ll get through this, I promise.”

Grant took a deep breath. “I brought you a clean shirt.”

“Thanks.” Merrick slid on the shirt, then followed Grant into the room. Wyatt peeked out the edge of the closed curtain. Rhonda sat on the bed, scrolling through something on her phone.

Wyatt met Merrick’s gaze. “I got some clothes and cash. Fortunately, most of our gear was still in the car.”

“That’s good.” He glanced at the suitcase. They were going to have to stay mobile. It’d suck—they’d done it before—but this time Rhonda and Grant were along for the ride, as well.

Grant slid his hands into his front jeans pockets as he faced his parents. “I want to know the truth, now.”