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Misty, never once looking at an the room key “Third floor, room three-oh-one You’re usual, Mr Harris”

“Thanks, darlin’” Logan turns on his heels and leads us to the elevator I follow, looking at decor Ellie would love this place One day, e have is real, I’ her here

“So your brother-in-lans this place?” I ask as he pushes the button on the wall The elevator is taking a ridiculously long tiet to our floor Or maybe I'm nervous It would be my luck this cop is soot another thing cole

“Trust me, no one was as shocked as I was My sister was nearly estures to a spot in the lobby that has a set of black couches “But when , they scooped it up”

“Must be nice, having a retreat like this”

Logan shrugs “This place has just as ood My wife and I hardly ever cohts” The elevator dings, silver-painted doors sliding open Logan handsas you need, just don’t cause any trouble”

“Thanks again, Officer” I glance at his chest for a nae, but it looks like it was ripped off There's a literal hole in his shirt where a nae should be

“It’s Harris” His radio ot to go See you around, kid”

My doorbell rings at an ungodly hour I hear Dad gru roo my hair into a ponytail, convinced that whoever is at our door at six-fifteen in the arding Dad’s latest case

“It’s a bit early, son,” I hearroom I strain my ears to hear the response of whoever is outside, but I can’t discern the voice The person is speaking in low, hushed tones It must be work-related Dad has a lot of informants, people that need toour visitor anyht as Dad says, “Come on in”

“Asher!” my mom coos “What a lovely surprise”

That catches my attention I put down my tube of mascara and creep into the hallway Asher takes an open stool at the counter as Morits in front of hiht's dinner, telling him he should have been here,for them

For the record, it’s not

My insecurities send needles shooting down h Asher has seen me with crazy hair and day-old eyeliner, that doesn’t mean I’m ready for him to see me bare-faced I may not wear much makeup—a little eye shadow, o-to look now I take a tentative step backward, hoping to slip into my room before anyone notices me

Of course, Mom takes thisin front of her and notices , Laine Look who stopped by”