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wondered how he could feel even a little bit sad about it, but he did.
    His father was the only family he had… and after this, if he survived, he would be alone forever.
    He almost resented Drew a little for doing this to him. He knew it was irrational. If there was anyone who was innocent in this whole situation, it was the man in front of him; but Drew represented everything Chance had never had… love, acceptance… a home.
    It somehow made Chance feel a little better though, knowing that kind of life existed out there somewhere. He’d never be able to experience it, but at least Drew had, and Chance was going to do everything in his power to get him back to it.
    Chance sighed and relaxed a little. He was tempted to leave him alone until morning. It might be easier to convince Drew he wasn’t going to hurt him in the light of the day.
    Unfortunately, he knew that he couldn’t wait that long. He’d give him a couple of hours to sleep and then go in and wake him up. They’d have to work together for either of them to survive, and that meant getting Drew to listen.
    He didn’t know what to say to make him understand, and Chance wasn’t all that good with words. His father and the military were all he knew, and neither one encouraged open communication.
    Chance scrubbed his hands over his face. He was so fucking tired of everything. His mind skirted around thoughts he wasn’t ready to deal with. Why he’d never told anyone about his mom… why he came back after his tour in the desert.
    His father had been a larger-than-life figure for as long as Chance could remember, and he’d never had any reason to doubt him when he’d been told his duty was to his father first.
    If he ever thought about disobeying that order… well, Chance knew his father wouldn’t stand for what he considered treason.
    Chance wasn’t afraid of dying, but like he told Drew, there were worse things than being dead, and the colonel knew them all.
    Chance had never been under his father’s command, thank God, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t heard the stories. Some were told with awe and respect, some with fear and disgust. Either way, the man knew how to get things done, no matter who he had to hurt or kill to do it.
    He knew his father was going to come after him and try to kill him. He knew the only reason he was allowed to go first was because of his father’s unfaltering belief in himself as a commander. It didn’t occur to him that maybe this time Chance wouldn’t obey.
    When Chance didn’t show up at the cabin tomorrow, the colonel was going to go insane with rage, and Ezra was going to be right there, egging him on.
    He could only hope to use the skills he’d learned in the marines and his father’s own unbridled rage against him. Angry men made a lot of mistakes.
    Chance smiled to himself. It was one of the reasons he’d elected to join that particular branch of service. He’d hoped it would help him find his way past the fear and out from under his father’s thumb.
    He’d learned a hundred ways to kill a man with his bare hands, not to mention all the weapons he could make use of, but it still hadn’t freed him. Apparently, all he’d needed to break away from the hell he’d been living in was the right motivation.
    And Drew Edwards was that motivation.
    The man had to be terrified, but he had kept it masked, snarking at Chance every chance he got. He knew what Drew had been trying to do by telling him about his family, and it had worked. It had been the final straw for Chance. Anyone who loved his family that much and had been loved so much in return deserved the chance to go back to them.
    It hadn’t escaped Chance’s notice that Drew was probably the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. He’d tried not to look when Drew had stripped down for his shower, but he couldn’t help peeking.
    The way Drew’s muscles had bunched and pulled under the skin of his back had captivated Chance, and it had been impossible