"Yes. I'm your big brother." He meant it and he wished he could make her certain of it. Have a bond the way he had with Giacomo. With a frown, Barty leaned back. He looked at her for a moment, then closed his eyes and tried to relax. Tried to force his mind to open. "You can look inside me."

Maybe she could, when he really made the effort. "I have nothing to hide." He was trying to focus on good things. On loving his brother and wanting him safe. On the house he had secured for them. On the many ways he had managed to keep the bad men off his tail over the years. On Sam, most likely. He always thought of Sam.