CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE

Bree didnt know which bothered her the most this night between a tantrum throwing Xander who wouldn't calm down to anything and a Ryder she'd watched all day start to recoil into himself.

But she'd be damned if he thought that she'd let him do that to both of them again.

Not this time around, no.

It was surprising still how fast his mood had swung from after she found him in the sittingroom with the last people on earth she expected to see today.

He'd been okay at first, talking with them and even playing smug with her when she'd called him out on knowing they had guests snd not mentioning.

But as the discussion in the room had settled more between herself and Larry, encompassing how much things had changed back home from when she left up until now and stuff, she'd noticed the start of his withdrawal.

By the time Larry had come around filling her in on what had been decided on the case of her father, Nathan and Brandon, he'd been about ready to combust.

She'd noticed, and before she c