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growing a baby,” I said.

Dot touched my stomach. “You keep growing that baby, Mila. I can’t wait to hold him.”

“You got it,” I said.

We all said our goodbyes to Dot and promised to visit again.

Evelyn stepped aside so Tyler could exit the room first.

Crosby took his phone out of his pocket and looked at it as he left the room.

I was last to go and didn’t bother looking at Evelyn Rohrick.

Poor Dot. Dying from cancer. Now she had to deal with Evelyn coming to visit.

Once we were outside, I had a lot to say about what just happened.

Before I could talk, Silas sent me a text message.

“Tyler,” I said. “Crosby. We have to go to the house. Right now!”

I started to run.

Silas texted me that the Lovor family was at the house once again.

Chapter Thirty-Four

SILAS

I should have known better than to expect Mila to show up alone.

When shit hit the fan, the Justa family traveled in a pack.

I respected it so much. In some ways deep in my gut it made me a little jealous because I had no idea what that felt like. Then again, I was basically part of the family now.

I stood outside on the front porch of the old house and watched them all following Mila.

She was quick to run my way.

Running so fast that I hurried down the porch steps and put my hands out to stop her.

“Don’t run!” I yelled to her. “You’re going to fall.”

“Are you calling me fat?” Mila asked.

“I’m calling you pregnant and not balanced,” I said.

Mila put her hands to my face. “Silas… what happened?”

“Well… I guess we should let everyone get here before I start talking.”

Mila looked over her shoulder. “Sorry. I was with Tyler and Crosby.”

“I get it,” I said. “The Justa family doesn’t ride alone.”

“Are you okay?” Mila asked.

“Come on, I’ll tell you everything,” I said.

I grabbed her hand and walked back to the porch.

Then came Tyler and Crosby. Followed by Theresa and Michael.

When Michael saw me, he grabbed Theresa’s hand, squeezed it tight, and nodded.

That made me laugh in my head.

I was a messed-up guy who had a wild life, but Michael was way off base.

Yeah, sure, I’m going to get Mila pregnant and then have a fling with her mother. That’s my big goal in life. Sure.

After those two there was Zeke and Thomas.

“Where are they?” Zeke called out. “I’m not screwing around anymore.”

“Neither am I,” Thomas said. “I’ve got plenty of pent-up aggression to deal with here. I don’t care what happens anymore.”

The two old men made fists and cracked their ancient knuckles.

“Silas, talk to us,” Tyler said.

“I didn’t expect a crowd,” I said. “But okay. Here we all are.” I leaned against one of the pillars on the porch. “So John Lovor showed up again. With his two kids.”

“Weasels,” Theresa said.

“They had a very lucrative offer,” I said. “For the house and the land. A very lucrative offer. An offer so big, they’d never make it back.”

“That’s what they do,” Zeke said. “They come from old money and just want more and more and don’t care.”

“It’s not just that,” I said. “They wanted the house and land. They wanted to finish the house. The offered to keep you working, Tyler.”

“Bullshit,” Tyler said.

“No,” Crosby said. “No way a Justa will ever work with or for a Lovor. Ever. Not going to happen.”

“They offered double pay,” I said. “They want this place done and ready to go as soon as possible.”

“Just to get you out of here?” Tyler asked.

“It’s a bigger play,” Michael said.

“What?” Mila asked. “What does that mean?”

“They want to fix this all up and use it,” Michael said. “I bet they’re going to dive into real estate rehabs.”

“I hate that family,” Zeke said.

“We all do,” Theresa said.

“Look at it for a second,” I said. “With the money they give me for this place, I can build two houses. Then, Tyler, you get to keep your guys working here. With more pay. And I bet if it goes well enough, they’ll let you do others. Or I can throw that into the deal.”

“Wait a second,” Crosby said. “Throw that into the deal?”

“Silas,” Tyler said. “Tell me you didn’t shake on this?”

“It’s a lot of money, Tyler,” I said.

“Silas,” Mila whispered to me.

I stepped back. “Look, I don’t know what the deal is. I know that nobody gets along. I don’t know the history.”

“It’s not a good one, son,” Zeke said.

“I’m sorry about that,” I said. “I have a family now. It’s the three