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I expected her to go inside and go right to bed That was the singular comfort I had when I allowed her to walk back into the shithole of a house that I frequently fantasized about burning down

J: Go to bed

I watched the chat bubbles dance on the screen but after a few seconds they went away, and she never replied When ain it wasn’t Mia or Rhiannon, only Ben sendingspot

“Girl problems?” Owen asked

“Just drive the car”

He grinned, wisely keeping his mouth shut I returned my focus to Marcus as he slipped into his vehicle, barely catching the contrite look on his face

Owen pulled away from the curb seconds after he did He remained two to three cars behind so as not to be obvious I’d half expected Marcus to head home now, but his house was in the opposite direction He was definitely up to so, and we’d need to move quickly to find out It was the last kind of deviation I needed

Instances like this made uardian angels keeping Marcus alive The girls he and his wife stole, and the unknown location of their warehouse wasn’t a factor either With , both girls were confir’s location within the next forty-eight hours

None of these revelations ca hiantly brandishing his surnale one of the collective core families over the past few years

My falia promised to eli As one of three hidden heads, it was time for his to roll Rhiannon would probably be a little pissed at et over it

CHAPTER SEVEN

I slept like the dead

Three alar witharound like abehind

I couldn’t reht of sleep I’d co down into nothing but a tank-top and underwear IJudas about Erin I woke up with titty sweat on top of the literature textbook crushed beneath me

Suffice it to say I would be booing I didn’t have the mental capacity to do any extra credit