It was Zachary.

Chapter 15 — I’m Not Going This Weekend

“What is he doing in our garage?” I said aloud, to no one, staring at the screen.

On the recording, Zachary came further in and leaned against the workbench beside his brother, and he spoke in a low, tired voice that I knew at once was carrying something heavy.

“I’m not going with you this weekend, man.”

Lucas looked up sharply from his tackle box.