Chapter 70

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Abby heard a woman scream. A woman. She looked at Will. “Who was that?”

“Dylan, It’s Dylan!” He ran outside before she could ask him why Dylan was there. That bitch was involved in this?

Of course, she was. Dylan was probably up to her eyeballs in whatever Bruce Tyler was doing. Tylers and those stupid Talleys were probably all criminals and everything.

Abby had been stupid to think Fletcher was a good idea. She was going to do what Will said—they were going to get out of Wyoming. Start over somewhere else.

She just had to get her dad first. He was hurt. Bruce had hit him and hit him as he’d yelled. About Katie.

Abby didn’t even know who Katie was.

She ran inside. She had to get to her dad. Will? Will could take care of himself. This was all her brother’s fault. She would never forgive him for this.

But her dad was just an old man. Someone had to take care of him. It would have to be Abby, just like it had always been. From the moment her mom had died, Abby had taken care of him.

She was going to have to do what she had to do. She couldn’t let anything happen to her dad. She just couldn’t.