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The few days leading up to election night are a rush of paperwork and activity that lands us in New York City a day early.Andrew is at the airport when we arrive, eager to talk in person and he doesn’t even care that Kane is with me. We’re still in the airport when he breaches the obvious topic, “Are we going to let him kill Dad?”

“Do you still have the elevated security for tomorrow night?”

“Yes.”

“Then he’s protected.”

He narrows eyes on me. “You think he’s coming for him.”

“Ghost does the unexpected.”

“Should we warn Dad?”

“We’ll be there, Andrew. Kanehas men with him at all times, and he also has his secret service. That’s a hard number to crack even for Ghost.”

“Right.”

I don’t ask what he wants to happen. He’s conflicted. I get that, but I’m not as conflicted as he is. Every time I think about him like a real father, I remember that beach, that man. The way he felt on top of me.

After we part with Andrew, we head home but stop by the hospital to see Ellis, who’s about to have a second surgery on his arm. Kane hangs out at the coffee shop while I visit with the man who wants to be my boss. He’s a mess with pins in his arms and his face is puffy, no doubt from all the fluid they’re pumping in him.

“You got beat up by a woman and want me to work for you?” I tease softly, sitting next to him, my arms on the steel railings.

“I do.”

“You seem to trust Adams.”

“I don’t.”

I grimace. “Why?”

“Not here. Just keep an open mind and be careful tomorrow night. You’ll be in the hive.”

Of the Society, he means.

And my brother is living in the hive.

I’m not scared for myfather,but I am for Andrew, and not because of Ghost.