Chapter 73

“I did try to do that, if you’ll remember. The morning you took off out of here.”

“I wasn’t ready to hear the answers,” Randy said. He carried the pot of coffee to the table and filled each of their mugs. “I am now. But more important than answers even—”

Vaughn arched an eyebrow and gave Randy a skeptical look.

“Yes,” Randy said, voice firm. “More important than any questions, or answers, or, really, anything that has to do with this wolf business…” He tucked the pot away, walked back to the table and sat. Then he waited to continue speaking until Vaughn took a sip of coffee and looked up. “I’m here to apologize. I shouldn’t have snarked at Hannah and Isaac, and I should have never, ever, in a million trillion years, said that Lyle was fucking crazy. And no matter how angry I was, or scared, or freaked, or worked up, I should have given you a chance to talk. Everybody deserves a chance to speak their side of things.”