#Chapter 217: You Don’t Belong Here

By the time I get back to the Pyramid, my blood is absolutely boiling and I’m ready to throw down. Knowing the only way to end this stupid plan the brothers have concocted is to convince the leader, I go straight for Neil’s room. I’m fired up, hands in fists, strategizing every argument in my brain. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself. No, I don’t need you guys to sacrifice our friendship just so you can keep me safer. This is all ridiculous. It’s pointless. It’s foolish. It makes no sense. I won’t stand for it. I’ll chain myself to something, if they won’t listen to me. They aren’t going to kick me out without damn good reason, and ‘to protect me’ isn’t a good enough reason, as far as I’m concerned. I storm to the hallway with all the brother’s bedrooms. I stomp my way to Neil’s door. I stop dead in my tracks when I hear a doctor’s voice. “Three days, Mr. Hayes,” the doctor says. “If you don’t get that silver out of you in the next 72 hours, it will cause irreparable