He don't live here no more. Who: the remaining Byrnes When: Midday Where: Their house
Bonnie watched from the window as the car carrying Dex sped away down the street, until no trace of it or her oldest brother could be seen anymore. Then she turned around and sank down onto the couch.
It had all happened so fast. She still felt numb with shock.
The cops were onto something Dex had done, though Bonnie couldn't imagine what her brother would have done without the rest of them. They'd be coming for him - but he'd be long-gone. All his younger siblings had gotten up in arms, insisting they'd all go together. But Dex had a point. All of them leaving would only raise suspicions. There was nothing for the remaining Byrnes to do but sit tight and look stunned. Mission fucking accomplished.
Bonnie felt like she should cry. The four of them had never been separated like this. Losing her parents at a young age had been bad enough - she'd always stuck to her older brothers like glue. Now one of them was gone, with no idea when they could possibly all be together again. She felt like she should cry. She didn't, though. Even if she did know how to do that in front of her brothers (she didn't), now was not the time. Bonnie sighed and looked up, gaze flickering back and forth between her remaining brothers. "Now what?"