Page 195 of Chaos Kills

Fishing my cell out of my jeans, I shoot off a text to Luisa to see if she could give me a short version of the ingredients and what the hell I need to do.

She replies instantly.

LUISA: Hey girl!

LUISA: Shit, I have no idea. I don’t cook.

“Damn it,” I mutter, flicking my eyes over to Levi. “She doesn’t know.”

“Not surprising,” he replies, taking out his own phone. “We’re doing pizza.”

“Oh!” Ellie shoots out. “Can you get it from that Italian place in Wharf Bay?”

Levi quirks a brow at her as if she’s lost her entire mind, but he doesn’t say anything. He just glances back down at his phone and begins searching for something.

The Italian pizza place.

Whatever the hell that is.

LUISA: I have a bone to pick with you.

I lift my own brow because this will be fun. I can only imagine what the hell she has to come at me with.

BAY: Oh yeah? And what would that be?

LUISA: You let Cairo go out with Vivian Muncy? Girl, hell no.

BAY: I’m not his keeper.

LUISA: No, you’re the girl he has a crush on tho.

BAY: Nooooooo.

BAY: You’re incorrect.

LUISA: Yesssss.

LUISA: I know my brother.

BAY: Babe, that’s not what’s going on here.

LUISA: Really? Because my vision is really good. And I see the way you two look at each other.

BAY: With hate in our eyes?

LUISA: LOL.

LUISA: I see we’re in denial.

BAY: I think you want your brother to be with anyone else but Vivian.

LUISA: Not just anyone. However, if you’d like to save him, here’s where he’s staying.

She sends me the address and name of the hotel, and I stare at it like a ticking time bomb ready to go off.

LUISA: I’m sure he’d appreciate it.

BAY: You might have to do that yourself. I’ve got dinner to cook.

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