Page 116 of Secret Mission

He’s got plenty, but to spend it on me—that’s a stretch.

Regardless, they found me. Now they’re keeping me safe. From him. Using his money.

What made them turn against him?

Digging my fingers into my hair, I let out a little groan since I’m still by myself.

What a mess.

Thomas’s words float back to me.You might want to ask about that paternity test.

Anger builds inside me until I’m vibrating. Is it true he’s not my father?

That would be shocking.

Or were they playing me?

Justice’s laptop is open on the table. I grab it without much thought and bring up a search engine.

How long does a DNA test for paternity take?

Two weeks.

Groan. Scrunching my nose, I keep searching. Really two weeks?

In the days of instant this and instant that, it seems like there has to be something quicker.

Justice strolls up. “Girl, you know anything about boundaries?”

He’s grinning, so I know he’s not mad.

“Do you know how to get a DNA paternity test done quickly?”

His brows tick. “Don’t you have to have the baby first?”

My mouth falls open, and he belly-laughs. “Just kidding.”

“I’m the baby in question.”

His head starts moving from side to side as his hands come up. “I’m not calling you that. Truck hears me utter the wordbabyaround you, and he really will kill me.”

I thump my fist against my forehead. “Can we be serious?”

That gets him.

“Yeah, Ally, what’s up?”

Ally. So, he’s adopted Truck’s nickname for me too.

I like it. No one has ever called me that. Maybe because my father’s friends are too stuck up for nicknames. And… well, I’m not sure why anyone else hasn’t.

But it feels nice. Like I’m in the team.

“Do I get one of those badass nicknames like you guys?”

His eyes are sparking, deep brown and full of life when he glances over at me. “Didn’t Truck call you Doc?”

My lips twitch. “He does, but that’s not very original.”

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