The Brotherhood

Brothers in Mischief

“We’re working on a plan to track Belaisle.” Apollo said. “But we still haven’t hammered out all the details.”

“Please,” I said, “at least tell me you’ll read me in before you run off and get yourself killed.”

Apollo grinned. “Oh, Syd,” he said. “I knew you cared. Don’t worry, princess. Your knight in shining armor will make it all better.”

I laughed out loud and punched his arm. He winced, rubbing the spot.

“I mean it.” I jabbed a finger at Owen. “You, too. I’m counting on ...