Silas: “Just drop it, will you?”
Barnaby: “You didn’t see his face—he looked so suspicious, ha! He actually thought Hull was just using Susie as a cover to go after Black Gate.”
“He got smacked around and still has no clue what he did wrong!”
Silas: “…”
Hull: “You know what he did wrong?”
His tone was icy—but Barnaby didn’t notice.
Barnaby: “Of course! All for love, man! Who can blame a hero for falling for a pretty face?”
Before he could finish, something unidentified came flying straight for Barnaby.
Barnaby ducked just in time—whatever it was nailed Silas right in the forehead.
Silas: “Ow…”
Barnaby: “…”
Hull: “…”
Barnaby stood there, totally baffled. Hull looked ready to explode.
Barnaby: “Wait, what did I—?”
Did he say something wrong again?
Come on, is anyone allowed to talk anymore?
Hull: “Out!”
“Got it.”
Barnaby bolted from the room, not daring to stick around. All he could think about was Finley Yoder probably roasting to a crisp in the sun, and it freaked him out.
But seriously, what did he say wrong this time?
Barnaby racked his brain. Nope—nothing.
Silas rubbed his sore forehead. “Well, that happened…”
Hull: “Could you do me a favor and tape his mouth shut next time?”
The guy could talk a mile a minute, but there were some things better left unsaid.
Hull massaged his aching temples. Dealing with Barnaby was a special kind of headache.
Silas nodded and headed out.
—
Elsewhere, Susanna was still on the phone with Stella. She was clearly worried—mostly about Yvonne finding out and going ballistic.


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