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"You’re welcoht her attention Dr DeMarco was staring at her again

The ho then, and everyone ju before Her heart raced as Dr DeMarco stood to grab it

"What the fuck is that?"

Haven saw the baffled expression on Caret that, but where did it coed as Dr DeMarco answered the call "DeMarco residenceWait, slonHow many hits did you say you had?" Haven tried not to listen, but he spoke loudly "How is that possible?"

"Seriously," Carhed "Weeks ago"

Dr DeMarco raised his voice ain If it co, but it has to be wrong There’s no way it’s true"

"Why didn’t anyone tell me?" Carmine asked

"The better question, bro, is why didn’t you notice?"

"Keep it off the record," Dr DeMarco continued, speaking over all of the out until I canthe call, and pinched the bridge of his nose His gaze drifted to Car fire was back in his eyes Standing, he snatched the cherry Coke right out of Car some on the floor as he stalked out of the roo crashed in the kitchen, the sound of a glass s as it was thrown into the lanced at Car at his empty hand "Beats me I didn’t even knoe had a damn phone"

The door to the office on the second floor was uncharacteristically left open Vincent sat behind his desk, his glasses low on his nose as he ru him "Who jizzed in your coffee?"

Vincent’s head snapped up "Excuse me?"

"What’s your problem?" Carmine elaborated as he stepped into the roo for an invitation "You were fine and then suddenly it was like you sed someone’s bitter junk"

Vincent shook his head "Must you always be crass?"

"I don’t know," Carmine said "Must you always be evasive?"

"Only when you ask questions you really don’t want the answers to," Vincent said "Did you need sos to take care of"

"Well, for one, I wanna knohy you took my drink"

"I was thirsty"

"So you drank it?"

"No," he said "Any other questions?"

"Yeah, why do you have Haven locked in here like she’s on house arrest?"

"She’s been outside," Vincent said, casting hiame until you had one of your episodes"

"One ofthem?"

"Unless you have a better name for it"

"Whatever," Carmine said "The point is she rarely leaves She doesn’t even have a code"

Vincent sighed exasperatedly "Why do you suddenly care?"

"Because she’s a person"

"So is Nicholas Barlow, but you never seeht to lock hiirl She’s har a few tiirl before, Carmine? Because I think a feould say differently"

The room remained silent Carmine had no response Vincent pushed his files aside and took off his glasses, sighing "Look, she’s locked inside because I don’t have the tiy to take her anywhere, and there’s no one else to do it"

"Yeah, as in ht now"

"How do you plan to get to school?"

Caras from your car while you sleep"

Contrary to the tension in the roohed at that "You probably would"

Carmine smirked He would

Vincent opened his top desk drawer and pulled out the silver American Express card "I tell you what--I’ll make you a deal"

Carive you the credit card back if youmy room clean?"

"I said an effort, not a hten yourself out Stop the fighting, stop the drugs, pass your classes, and when I ask for a favor, I want you to actually do it"

"Fair enough," Car the credit card before his father could change his mind "I’ll make an effort"