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Insane.

I needed to know what was happening.

Anything could be happening.

Someone might be getting murdered.

Someone might be murdering.

I sucked in my breath because what then?

I had to be a part of it, of whateveritwas happening.

I cursed under my breath, looking over at Max where he was sleeping on the couch.

I talked him into sneaking downstairs, but he didn’t realize that we should’ve been able to overhear them except that when we got down here, we couldn’t. They left. Slippery little parents.

And the guys. Traine, Axe, and Steele. They were my friends.

What was going on?

I wanted to pull my hair out, or my nails.

I had to move. I couldn’t stay down here anymore.

Patting Max on his arm, I stood, whispering, “I’m sorry, my love.”

Who knew Benadryl was so fast acting. The few times I took it, it usually took an hour. When I slipped it into Max’s water, it hit him almost immediately.

Reaching for a blanket, I covered him up, and that was when the doorbell rang.

I perked up. Now we’re talking. It was almost a party.

I was moving up the stairs when I heard my dad going to the door. He and Mom walked differently. I would recognize the sound of his footsteps for the rest of my life. They were quiet, but ominous at the same time. I rolled my eyes at that thought.

Ominous. My dad. Pfft.

Then I heard a voice I knew.

“Hello!” That was Brinna and she was sounding all bright and cheery, but it wasn’t real. She was… I didn’t like how she was sounding. “This has been a long time coming, don’t you think? Brother-in-law.”

I froze on the stairs.Brother-in-law?

Why was Steele’s sister saying that to my dad?

I kinda regretted drugging Max now.

48

MASON

Sabrina Brickshire was a cocky little shit. Maybe there’s a better way to describe her, but I don’t care to expend that energy. I opened that door, took one look at her, and hated her on sight. She’s got Sam’s eyes, her chin, and her body type. And that is all. The rest of her is maniacal bullshit. I get why Axel said she was the mastermind. She was gloating when she got here.

This was always my dilemma.

I loathe when other girls messed with Sam because I couldn’t punish them. You hurt us. We hurt you back tenfold, except I never knew what to do with the female gender.

It was the same problem now, except what I really wanted to do, Sam would not be down for that. I’d wait. I’d hear it all, make my decision, and proceed from there.

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