“That’s not what I said,” Elijah answered carefully. He did know Will could fight. He’d seen it. But he had also seen Dom murder someone before, and if Will died-
God, if Will died, was all of this for nothing? Would Will’s friends even still come? Would every last bit of cruel hope he’d felt these last few weeks be crushed?
“I said if,” Elijah continued, trying to snap himself out of doomy thoughts. “I said if, not when. Look I feel like an idiot admitting this because I’ve known you for all of…probably weeks. But if anything happened to you, I’d-” Elijah blew out his breath and shook his head. “Just don’t let him kill you, okay?”