and the Long Lost Brother Job

When Eliot Spencer gets a call that his estranged brother has been hospitalized, he drops everything to rush to Portland. The dangerous past he tried to escape comes face to face with the family he abandoned as old wounds reopen and dangerous reputations collide with present realities.

and the Long Lost Brother Job

When Eliot Spencer gets a call that his estranged brother has been hospitalized, he drops everything to rush to Portland. The dangerous past he tried to escape comes face to face with the family he abandoned as old wounds reopen and dangerous reputations collide with present realities.

The scent of antiseptic burns my nostrils as I sit beside Jakey's hospital bed. After all these years of carefully avoiding any connection to my old life, here I am staring at my little brother's pale face, bandages covering his chest where they repaired the punctured lung. My hand hovers over his, hesitant to wake him but desperate to make contact after so long apart. When I finally brush my fingers against his forearm, his eyes flutter open, and recognition dawns across his face. "El?" he whispers, voice raw with disbelief. Before I can respond, the door creaks open behind me. A woman's voice cuts through the moment like a blade: "Hands up, Spencer. And back away slowly." I freeze, caught between the brother I abandoned and the gun-wielding stranger who somehow knows exactly who I am.