Tuck looked crestfallen, but he nodded sadly. "I understand," he said quietly, his voice clearly close to breaking. He stood to move away from Will, to give him space, going to sit on the other side of the room instead.
From there he said, "they threatened my kids. My grandkids. They threatened Evie and Addy and everyone if I didn't help them. So I pretended. Made ridiculous plans that I thought they could never pull off. And when it became clear they could, I...I did what I could to try to make it not so bad. Just until I could think of a way to stop it. But they have people. Watching and waiting and if I did anything that could mess up what they wanted they were going to kill my kids. You've been in hell for a month, Will. I was there for three fucking years."