"No." Wesley scowls. "Justin wouldn't do anything that despicable."
"I don't know, Wesley. People can fool you." I shoot him a disdainful look.
He sighs frustratedly. "If you are this angry with me, then maybe you should just drop me on the side of the road."
"And let you out of my sight again? No way." My lips curve into a mean, little smile. "I can't wait to see how you are going to explain yourself to Miles and Sasha. It will be quite the show."
He goes very still. "You can't take me back there. Please, Jericho. They will kill me."
"Not necessarily." He is right. I know Sasha. His first instinct will be to kill him. That's just how my brother is. He neutralizes threats. Sasha won't buy that story of Wesley not working with the Sawyers. I myself wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen how his father and brother were hostile with him earlier.
