Chapter Seventy Nine

“Thank you,” I said softly. “He was a good man. I don’t know what we’re gonna do without him.” The man turned his attention back to the road, and I looked at Peter, handing him the box with the cure. “I don’t think Justine is in a place to be in charge of this at the moment. I think, for the time being, you’re gonna have to take over control of the group. He won’t be up for it any time soon.”

Clyde was watching our exchange with curiosity, his gaze shifting to the container now in Ricky's lap. "Whatever is in that container must be significant," he remarked softly. "You continued to refuse to get out of that vehicle until you obtained it, even if it posed your lives in danger. Why? What could have been so vital that it was worth two of your friends' lives? " Clyde met my gaze when I looked at him. "Don't assume I didn't notice that bite when you walked him in."

“It’s the answer to all of our problems,” Peter replied, his fingers tracing the cool metal of the box. “It’s a cure, a way