I took a deep, shuddering breath and forced my eyes back open. Ethan was back to pacing. Cursing. Kicking rocks. The stones went flying over the side of the cliff. In the same way I would if I didn’t get out of here. I straightened in my seat, wincing as I awkwardly pushed myself up to a sitting position.

I doubted the doors with the smashed-out windows would even open, but when Ethan had thrown me, he’d scooted me towards the other door. Closer to freedom. I glanced at Ethan. He was still pacing. I eased my hands over to the door, onto the handle. It was difficult, but I could just get my fingers around the latch and—

“Maybe we should call him.”

I froze. “Call who?”

Ethan’s face appeared in the window opening again. “The killer. Violet’s killer. Maybe we can get him out here and then send you both over. That’s how it should be.”

My heart hammered in my chest, shaking my rib cage. “No. Don’t call Ford.”

Ethan grinned, the smile sick and twisted, and pulled out his phone. He scowled at the screen. Time. I needed to buy time. To get free. To run. And he couldn’t call Ford in that time. My stomach roiled at the thought. “You loved my sister?”

Ethan froze. I’d said the first thing that came to mind. I hadn’t had time to put all of the pieces together, but my brain must’ve been doing the work subconsciously. No one did something like this just for kicks. There had to be a reason. And at the root of this much hate could only be one thing…love.

Ethan’s throat worked as he swallowed. “She loved me, too.”

I stayed silent, hoping he’d continue. I searched my mind for any memories of Ethan and Violet together. Nothing other than football games and school events came to mind.

Ethan took my silence as disagreement. “She did!”

“Okay,” I hurried to assuage him. “I just—I didn’t know. She never told me. It’s hard to learn things about your sister after she’s already gone.” Ethan nodded slowly. “Did you get the SUV because you loved her?” My mind had been going in circles on how the vehicle even still existed.

“I get everything of hers I can.”

I gripped the armrest as best as I could with my fingers that had lost all feeling. “How’d you get this?”