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Chapter Sixteen

Jamie swallowed the last of his lunch, looking over at his older brother. Danny had waited patiently while he ate, and while Jamie still didn't want to talk, he knew the time had come. Jamie wiped his mouth with a napkin, tossing it onto the tray table. He pushed it aside before shifting in bed. "Where do you want me to start?" he asked softly.

"The beginning," Danny replied, shifting his weight on the bed as he pulled out his notebook.

"I was driving home from Dad's, got hit. When I went to get out of the car, a woman walked up, started apologizing. Said her information was in her car. I got out, and she tried to get me to get into her car. I knew something wasn't right. Then the van pulled up, and two other guys got out… I tried to get back into my car so I could get away. I fought them, Danny."

"I know you did," Danny assured.

Jamie inhaled slowly, closing his eyes as he exhaled. "They got the drop on me, and then… I don't remember. The next thing I remember, I was waking up… They wanted me to talk. About you. About Erin. About how to get you guys, when you would be alone, how they could strike best… I didn't tell them…"

Nate sighed, exasperated. "Seriously, Jameson, how dumb can you be?" he asked.

Jamie spat blood from his mouth in response.

Liam grabbed Jamie by the hair, jerking his head back abruptly. Nate walked over, standing directly in front of Jamie's face. "Just tell us what we want to know, and maybe you might walk out of here," he said.

"I'm not telling you a damn thing," Jamie growled.

Nate rolled his eyes, pulling out a knife from behind his back. "You know we can do worse. You're well aware of just how bad we can be. Just tell us what we want to know."

"Kill me for all I care. I'm not telling you anything."

Nate nodded to Liam, who punched Jamie square in the chest. Jamie felt his ribs crack in his chest, but he forced himself not to react. He was determined not to let Nate and Liam have any idea how bad he was hurting.

Nate gently ran the blade of the knife down Jamie's chest, using just enough pressure to let him feel it but not enough to cut him. "You tell us what we want to know, and maybe no one else has to get hurt beyond you guys."

"You would never survive if you went after the kids," Jamie warned darkly.

"You won't survive if you don't talk," Nate replied.

"Then kill me. Because I'm not telling you a damn thing."

Nate slammed Jamie's head against the wall before storming out.

Jamie exhaled slowly as he paused the story, glancing over at Danny. Danny wouldn't look him in the eye, and Jamie absently wondered if that was because he was mad at Jamie or if it was something else.

Danny swallowed as he kept scribbling in the notebook. "What happened next?" he pressed as he caught up with his notes. Yet, he still didn't look up.

Jamie sighed heavily. "They got creative…"

Jamie screamed in agony as the hot charcoal burned into the tender flesh of his arm. Nate eventually pulled it away after a few minutes, leaving Jamie gasping at the pain. "Just tell us what we want to know, and the pain stops," Nate reiterated.

"Just go to hell," Jamie replied.

"You do know we can do more, right?"

"I already told you to kill me, and you haven't listened to that direction yet. So, I don't think I care what you do."

Nate scoffed. "We're just getting warmed up, Jameson. We have so many more options to choose from." Nate pushed the charcoal against Jamie's chest, causing him to scream again. "Do you really think we'll stop at you and your siblings? Jack, Sean, Nicki… they're easy like you. Linda would do anything for those boys, as would Frank and Henry. And Sydney… your beloved Sydney… never really did get over her, did you?"

Jamie struggled to catch his breath as Nate pulled the charcoal away. "I hate Sydney," he told Nate. "And going after any one of us is suicide. Do what you want with me. You'll be dead when this is over."

"Damn straight," Danny muttered, bringing Jamie out of the past.

Jamie closed his eyes, tired. He wanted nothing more than to hunker down in bed and never finish the story, but he knew he had to. The sooner the case closed, the sooner it would all be over. But, yet… "I don't hate Sydney," Jamie said.

"I know you don't, kid," Danny replied, looking at his younger brother.

Jamie nodded to himself. "I just thought it would save her. She really has no part in this."

"I know."

Jamie sighed again, trying not to let his emotions get the best of him. He knew, though, that he needed to just finish this. Just get through it…

Danny seemed to sense that Jamie needed some prodding to keep going, so he said, "what happened next?"

Honor watched Jamie quietly, standing at the doorway as he lay shackled and broken on the floor. She didn't say a word, but she didn't need to. Jamie could tell she was scared of her brothers and just along for the ride.

The door flew open before Jamie addressed her, and in dropped another bound person with a bag over his head. Jamie stiffened as the rough outline was that of his older brother. Liam followed with two women who, from a distance, resembled his sister and his niece. Jamie inhaled sharply.

"Not so tough now, are you?" Nate sneered.

"Do whatever you want to me," Jamie replied. "Just leave them alone."

"It was never us," Danny said, looking at Jamie.

Jamie swallowed thickly. "I know that," he replied softly. "I knew that. But even if it wasn't you three, it was still three innocent people."

"They weren't all innocent. The guy was someone we had suspected had been with Andre that night, but were never able to prove it. The woman was…"

"The key witness," Jamie interrupted. "And her daughter. I know. And they're all dead because of me."

"Hey, listen to me," Danny said, grabbing his younger brother's hand. "This. Is not. Your fault. Period. You didn't do anything wrong. Nothing."

Jamie shook his head, steeling himself. "It doesn't matter now," he muttered. "They're already gone."

Danny closed his eyes at the pain in Jamie's voice. "I'm sorry, kid."

Jamie exhaled slowly. "After Nate was done, he said that this time, he was going out for the real thing…"

The two of them sat amongst the bodies, Honor scared out of her mind and Jamie hurt and pissed. There was no doubt in his mind that Nate was about to make good on his promise, and Jamie would be watching his siblings die before him.

That was, until Honor stepped forward. "I didn't sign up for this," she said softly.

"I can help you get out of this," Jamie offered blindly. "But, you gotta help me."

Honor scoffed. "Save it, Officer. Just get your ass out of here." She untied him. "But, at least make it look good before you do."

Jamie sighed softly, knowing what she meant. "I'm so sorry, Honor."

"Just make it look good," she asserted.

Jamie nodded to himself.

"So, she let you go," Danny said.

Jamie nodded. "And then called her brothers after giving me a few minutes to get away," he said. "Getting back at us was one thing. But those three people… that little girl… that wasn't part of the plan. At least, not for Honor."

"They probably didn't tell her everything."

Jamie shook his head, swallowing hard.

"You ran about five miles," Danny told him.

Jamie shrugged. "Still thought it wasn't far enough," he replied.

"Five miles with crushed ribs and a broken leg."

"Next time, I'll shoot for ten."

Danny scoffed. "Let's not have a next time, okay?" he said.

Jamie nodded. "Deal," he replied.

Danny squeezed Jamie's shoulder lightly. "You'll be okay, Jamie. I know this is tough, but you'll be okay."

Jamie nodded again, sighing softly. "I think I've pretty much told you everything," he said.

Danny nodded, and Jamie wasn't sure if his older brother was really going to let the conversation drop, or if this was just the beginning. But, much to Jamie's surprise, Danny stood.

"I'm gonna go back to the station, file your statement, get this closed," he said. "Can I get you anything?"

Jamie shrugged. "You already fed me, so I'm good," he replied lightly. "But, maybe something sweet the next time you drop by?"

Danny rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you're fine."

Jamie smiled.

"I'm gonna head out, kid. I'll see you later."

"See ya, Danny," Jamie said as his older brother squeezed his shoulder again before leaving Jamie alone with his thoughts once again.