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Looking around at their flat, I was surprised by the immaculate severity of the decor Not that I hadn’t expected it to be posh, but I hadn’t expected everything to be so white The puffy couches and chairs and tables were all stark white or light ivory Even the paintings and pictures hanging on the walls were in black and white How ironic that the two er propped herself against the doorfra area

"Talked to Kaidan lately?" she asked, acknowledging htened "I talked to hier’s eyes narroith distrust as she studied me

My stomach compacted into a firm ball of nerves "I don’t know" I looked over at Marna "Tell ’s fine, luv," Marna said, but I wasn’t convinced So was up The electric kettle clicked off in the kitchen, forcing Ginger to break her death stare I grasped Marna’s wrist

"What’s going on?" I whispered

She glanced nervously between me, Kope, and the open doorhere her sister wasn’t available to instruct her Fear caused ent plea, and I dropped it, afraid I’d cut off her blood circulation if I kept it up

"He and Blake are friends," she whispered "They’ve gotten chummy, and we talk to Blake when our fathers are both out of town" I nodded for her to continue She sent another peek toward the kitchen "It see as hard as usual these days"

"Oh, cut the shite" Ginger ca the cups rattle "He’s not working At all He’s faking it Like her"

She stared right at me with a hand on her hip

"What do you mean?" He’d definitely had to ith that nasty Marissa when he’d coer’s lip curled as she asked, "What do you think I et it!" I shouted "You can stop talking to er My pulse raced Was it possible? Had Kaidan been avoiding work in LA? But that was so dangerous! And brave So stupid and wonderful The most selfish part of me rejoiced, but then I remembered what it could mean for hi himself killed

"It doesn’t make sense," I whispered "Maybe he just doesn’t work as hard when he’s hanging out with Blake or so unless spirits come around, and even then it’s half-arsed!"

I tensed, sick of her snide tone