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Sammi turned around and headed for the door. None of them tried to stop her from walking out, and she was grateful. She didn’t know how much more she could take.

Keeping her eyes pointed to the ground, she walked through the main room and out the front door. When she got outside, she took a deep breath of fresh air in front of their building.

“Never going in unannounced,” she mumbled. “Especially when I’m not feeling good.”

Her stomach was still sending shooting pain around her abdomen every once in a while, and she was absolutely exhausted. She just wanted to curl up in her bed with Tinkle and sleep. Maybe it should have been alarming that she was so tired, but she blamed it on her high blood sugar. She had given herself an insulin shot and was just waiting for it to work.

She had never given herself insulin before, so she didn’t know if she had done it correctly. But she couldn’t do it wrong, right? There was only one way, Sammi thought.

Walking down the sidewalk, she started her trek home. Now, she just needed to decide whether she would put her house on the market, and she needed to figure it out soon. When she got home, she was going to make a list of pros and cons.

“Sammi!” someone yelled from behind her.

Just as Sammi turned around, her world spun, and she found herself falling.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

GENE

Gene stretched as he pulled up to the farm. It had taken a lot longer for them to get the truck working. Three days more than he expected. He had been gone for five days and he didn’t like it.

Sammi hadn’t been replying to the texts he had sent today. He figured he would be able to text her a little while he was away, but he wasn’t able to.

Johnson was too paranoid when Gene started to use his phone too frequently. It sucked, but he understood that being in this line of business came with being a little on edge.

“How was your trip?” Ezekiel asked as he got out of the car.

Gene cracked his neck and shut his door. “Exhausting. He’s a paranoid fuck. We got into several arguments but finally got it figured out in the end.”

He couldn’t wait to get home and snuggle with Sammi, to find out how moving in with her brother had gone while he was away.

“Of course.” Ezekiel chuckled. “Didn’t expect anything less when he said he would only do the deal if you went.”

Gene sighed and nodded. He really needed to get the others to trust Ezekiel so he didn’t have to go on business trips. It wasn’t often, but whenever it happened it was inopportune times.

“Did Sammi come by at all?” he asked, leaning against his truck.

“Nope, not at all,” he replied.

Gene nodded. “Good.”

He was hoping she had moved into her brother’s house in one day and had taken the other days to rest, but he wouldn’t be sure until he talked to her.

“Johnson is going to buy a new truck so it won’t break down so easily. Truck was probably over forty years old,” Gene scoffed.

No wonder it had broken down. Thankfully, the couple of parts it needed hadn’t cost much. To fully fix the truck and make it run well have cost more than it was worth.

“Good. Production going smoothly now?”

He gave a thumbs up. “Yeah, two days more, and we would have been behind.”

This couldn’t happen again. Not when they had paying clients, specifically Deccan, for this stuff. Gene didn’t want to disappoint.

“I’m going to pick up Sammi and go home. I’ll do what I need to next week,” Gene pushed himself off his truck.

“Have a good one!” Ezekiel called as he got into the truck.

It didn’t take long for him to get to Sammi’s parents’ house where her brother now lived. It was just down the road from the farm. Gene pulled into the driveway and walked up to the front door, ringing the doorbell and waiting.

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