Elliot stared at the other man in disbelief. So Stone really would stand in his way, prevent him from going after Rae? He really did want her dead, and he wanted Elliot to suffer. Well, if that was how it was going to be… “Thank you?” He gave a hollow laugh. “Right, Stone. Pretty sure I’ll never thank you for anything.”
And in taking the time to say that, Stone was able to lunge in and take the advantage. Elliot couldn’t react in time to stop whatever it was Stone was about to do. A brief struggle of limbs, and Elliot found himself unable to escape from the tight hold Stone had around his neck. Oh, he tried to get away, but where Elliot was usually quicker, Stone had strength on his side. As well as his senses.
His own fucking good. Yeah, right. Elliot tried to say just that, but the words only came out as a strangled sound in his throat. Why wasn’t his brother doing something — anything — to help? As he felt his vision begin to dim, he realized exactly what was going on…
David and Stone were conspiring together in this. They were both against him.
His anger followed him into the darkness as he lost consciousness.