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Co toward me, he saw Cavers and pulled his phone back out

Another text cah

Raize: Carrie, wait for Jake Get a cab and I’ll send directions

Raize: Cavers, grab a cab I’m with you

Cavers had his phone out and i for the cab line

Raize didn’t say anything, just ood distance

I settled back against the wall Who kne long the baggage claim line would be

The as thirty minutes

Jake ca over his shoulder, and he was pissed When he saw

We needed to be talking

Norether talked They didn’t move silently, like they were oddly synchronized by the sahts

Musing on that, I stepped up next to Jake “Hoas the baggage claim?”

He cut his eyes my way “Why?”

I loweredwith”

He looked, too, and I felt so He eased up and nodded “Those bitches were there that were talking you up They noticedat you, and the cokehead wanted to knoho I was”

“Are you serious?”

He dipped his head in a quick nod, his tension co back “What’d Raize say to that one? She looked out for blood, thinking I knew you or so”

“He threatened to kill her”

He grinned, snorting “Bitches don’t like threats like that Think they’re above that shit Fucking socialite princesses”

“I think they’re just sheltered”

We stepped forward, and I felt Jake studying me “You know from experience?”

I opened ht my words

Holy—I’d been about to spill to him

I didn’t spill to anyone

I’d gotten coerous

No one could know about my sister No one

But Jake was still studying

I lifted a shoulder “She’s a cokehead What a?”