Chapter Twenty-Three

Alex's POV

When I got home, my brother was in his room, visiting hours at the hospital ends at 9:30 so I got home pretty late. I walked in and saw droplets of blood on the floor that led me to the kitchen and the living room.

"Let's play it out." I said, "Asher walks in, drops his keys on the table, then they go into living room to 'talk' then he punches him a lot, Asher passes out, Logan leaves to talk to Cole and during that time, Asher stands up, walke into the kitche, takes his keys and leaves."

"Damn, you should be a detective."

I looked around the room to see my brother standing in front of the stairs, arms crossed. "Cole was right. You are right, he probably left after I did. Normally anyone would pass out the first time I hit them but he didn't, even after I tackled him, he still managed to get up." he chuckled, "He's getting on my last fucking nerves." he said with a twisted smile on his face.

"Leave him alone." I barked, "Haven't you