And he knew that Cam had won this big-deal race in his hydrofoil—which Seth wished he could ride in just once—right before Ray had run into the telephone pole and died.

Phillip had finally tracked him down in Monte Carlo. Seth had found that place in the atlas, too, and it didn’t look all that much bigger than St. Chris. But they had a palace there and fancy casinos and even a prince.

Cam had come home in time to see Ray die. Seth knew he hadn’t planned to stay very long. But he had stayed. After they’d had sort of a fight, he’d told Seth he wasn’t going anywhere. That they were stuck with each other and he was staying put.

Still, that was before he’d gotten married and everything, before he’d gone back to Italy. Before Seth had started to worry that both Cam and Anna would forget about him and the promises they’d made.

But they hadn’t. They were coming back.

He didn’t want them to know he was waiting for them or that he was excited that they would be home any minute. But he was. He couldn’t understand why he was all pumped up about it. They’d only been gone a couple of weeks, and Cam was a pain in the ass most of the time anyway.

And once Anna was living there, everybody would say how he had to watch his language because there was a woman in the house.

A part of him worried that Anna would change things. Even though she was his caseworker, she might get tired of having a kid around. She had the power to send him away. More power now, he thought, because she was doing it with Cam all the time.

He reminded himself that she’d played it straight with him, from the minute she’d pulled him out of class and sat down with him in the school cafeteria to talk.

But working on a case and living in the same house with that case was different, wasn’t it?

And maybe, just maybe, she’d played straight with him, she’d been nice to him, because she’d liked having Cam poke at her. She’d wanted to get married to him. Now that she was, she wouldn’t have to be nice anymore. She could even write in one of her reports that he’d be better off somewhere else.

Well, he was going to watch, and he was going to see. He could still run if things got sticky. Though the idea of running made his stomach hurt in a way it had never done before.