Chapter 22 Ricochet

• "So that's it?" Liam said without turning. "You baited him with your father’s wristwatch? You left something just so Thomas would sniff it out?”
• Izzy’s indifference remained. Her eyes trailed the lines in his back, the tension, the way his shoulders sat like bricks stacked wrong. “I wanted him to know I’m not afraid.” I wanted him to know he's next.
• “That’s not courage,” he snapped, pacing. “That’s recklessness. I know we're not playing it safe, but—Thomas… he'll—he won't rest till he gets back at you.”