Chapter 48

Jim tripped over his feet in surprise. “Nate,” he said, looking at Nathan, hurt. “What are you talking about?”

“We have to get back to the hotel,” Sasha said, rushing up to both of them and grabbing Nathan’s arm as Jim had before. “We don’t have time for this.”

“Don’t touch me!” Nathan yelled louder, pushing Sasha away as hard as he had pushed his brother. He was disgusted and so blindingly angry at both of them, ateverything, that the only thing he could imagine bringing him peace was to get rid of them both.

He didn’t realize he was pulling out his gun until Jim tackled him to the ground.

“Stop it! Just stop it!” Jim cried.

It was like waking up from a deep sleep. Nathan was on his back, with Jim’s heavy weight on top of him, holding each of his wrists to the ground. The gun lay useless beside them.