"You fucking bastard!" screams a masculine voice. Ryker Ryder. Someone she talked endless about, but Reyes never met him. "If she hadn't been out with you, she would be-"
He comes at Reyes, almost a perfect copy of his sister. Those blue eyes, exactly her shade. The hair. The temper. Ill-advised plans.
Reyes stands there, resists the urge to punch back when Ryker's fist lands on his cheek. He doesn't go down.
Iliana's crew stands in the back watching the exchange without stepping in. Ah. Well that's how it's going to be.
"Do you think I sleep guiltless?" Reyes backs away holding his jaw. "Do you think I don't dream about her every single night?"
Ryker screams again. "I have lost every single family member. I have lost my father, and now my sister."
"You aren't the only person who lost everything," Reyes growls. He advances toward Ryker, thinks better of it and spins around. His fist collides with the wall. "She was my everything and now she's gone."
Ryker stands there. His silence bends around Reyes. "I blame myself every night." Tears fell forbiddingly down his cheeks. He keeps his back to Iliana's brother and her crew. It wouldn't do to show weakness.
Reyes wipes his cheeks. "I will find who did this."
A hand lands on his shoulder. It startles Reyes, but it's only Ryker. "I'll help you."