TYSON CAINE: Book 1 in the Brothers in Arms Series (Brothers in Arms Book 1) Read Online Free Page A

we let him. When he was five, he started having bad nightmares. He would sneak into my bed when he had them, and eventually, Mom and Dad just moved him into my room. We’ve shared a room ever since. There’s no way anyone could share with Tyler; he is extremely messy and likes his privacy. After Tom is showered and dressed, he gets his breakfast while I attempt to wake Tyler the sleeping beast. He sounds like that when he is woken from a deep sleep.
    After knocking a couple of times, I open his door. His bed is empty and still made from yesterday. “Shit,” I say out loud wondering where the hell he stayed last night.
    “Tommy, did you see Tyler last night?” I call out as I walk back to the dining room.
    “Nah, I figured he would have just come home late. You know what he’s like,” Thomas responds. “Maybe he just left early, Ty,” he adds trying to put two and two together.
    “His bed hasn’t been slept in. I swear. He knows Mom would flip her shit if she knew, not to mention Dad,” I half-shout, feeling pissed about him not coming home.
    “You can’t tell them, Ty. He will be in serious shit, bro,” he pleads. He’s always protecting Tyler. I shake my head. I don’t need this in my life; at sixteen, he isn’t old enough to make these decisions.
    I send the blockhead a text message.
    Me:
    Tyler, where the hell did you sleep last night?
    I don’t get an immediate response, so I finish my usual morning chores before we leave for school. At least, I have Thomas trained to wash his plate and make his bed. I’m past the point of caring now what Tyler does. I just wish he wouldn’t implicate me—I don’t want to lie to Mom.
    My phone beeps.
    Tyler:
    None of your business, big bro.
    That smart-assed jerk always pushes me to my limit. I take a deep breath and decide he’s not worth my stress. He is trying to get a rise out of me, and I refuse to let him win.
    “Come on, Thomas. Let’s go, bro. At least we have each other,” I tell him tenderly and put my arm around him as we walk to my truck.
    “You are getting all sappy in your old age, Ty,” he replies and shrugs my arm away.
    “Ha-ha, very funny,” I respond as we jump in and drive to school.
    ****
    I casually park my truck, and as I head to the front gate, I see my best friend, Jacob, walking in too. “Yo, Jacob,” I call out to my buddy. I have known the guy since we were both freshmen. Jacob Willis is seriously one of the best guys you will ever meet. He is genuine, smart, cool, and the chicks dig him, but he doesn’t go out with just anyone like Tyler.
    The girls call him Channing Tatum, so I guess there must be some resemblance. He is your typical honor roll student, star football player, and his parents are happily married. They live in a nice house with just him and his younger sister. His older brother, Charles, moved away last year to stay on campus for college.
    He is the complete opposite of Jacob—he is trouble with a capital T. His nickname is Charlie, or Charlie Sheen, since he is a well-known womanizer and party guy. But he is smart about it and keeps his partying side well hidden, hence the reason he moved on campus. What Mommy and Daddy don’t know won’t hurt them. Right?
    “Hey Ty, we gotta catch up this weekend, dude. I see you at training, and that’s it. You got some secret woman I don’t know about?” Jacob questions me, joking around and slapping my shoulder.
    “Ha-ha, very funny. Even if I did try to hide something like that, Detective Tyler would find out and tell the world,” I reply honestly.
    “True. So where have you been, dude?” he asks more seriously. I hope he doesn’t think I’m avoiding him.
    “Just crazy busy, Jake. I’ve been given a few more shifts at the hardware store. Mom’s at the hospital working more, so I’m on Thomas duty and holding down the fort. Same old shit, dude,” I answer, and it sounds lame. I’m seventeen, for God’s sake, not thirty. Some days, I wish I didn’t have