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Chapter 41

Listen…listen…

Only it wasn’t his ears that were hearing it at all, he was sure of it. It was his head. All that might have meant was that he was dog-tired. Or having a meltdown. Or had sucked up some kind of hallucinatory spores while snoring against a moldy mattress. He should go home, as much as the townhouse was home for now, and get some sleep. Good sleep. On a good bed. With good—

Come on, Lyle. Focus.

Anger rolled through him as his father’s voice droned through his mind. Vaughn was the width of the country away. How dare his subconscious place his father in his head and use that voice to scold him? Yet, even as he roared against the intrusion, a part of him wantedto focus. Instinct was insisting on it. Lyle pulled his fingertips out of the tiny pocket. He took a slow, shaky breath. He closed his eyes.

Help me!