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Don't say sorry, he replied quickly, moving closer, his face taut with concern. It's okay, really. Don't—feel like you need to pretend for my sake.

He nodded, smiling. Yeah. I'm Killdeer, Bronco's son. Just here to let him know that—oh, did he tell you? Mereo disbanded. The leader went off with someone else.

She would surely hear the vitriol in his voice in that trailing sentence.

I can leave you alone, if you want, Killer offered, shrugging. He felt as if he'd interrupted too much already.