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The truth is that sometimes blood doesn’t matter.

It’s not always thicker than water.

Sometimes it doesn’t meananything.

CHAPTER NINE

ORA

By the time I finish work, I’m exhausted. War drove me home to have a quick shower and then to work this morning, and I made it there with five minutes to spare. Not that Lu would care much if I was a little late, but my problem is I hate being late.

War dropped me off, and I haven’t heard from him since. I know he had Church, so maybe something’s going on at the club. At least I left my car here overnight, so I don’t need to ask anyone for a ride home.

When I pull into my house, my neighbor, Pippa, is standing out front, watching a motorcycle ride away—looks like I might have just missed Ghost. How sad. Pippa throws a dirty look in my direction and then heads inside. She’s never been the friendliest neighbor, and after initially introducing myself with some cupcakes when I first moved in, we haven’t spoken much.

I’m just climbing into bed, after a long bath, with my Kindle when I get a text.

War

Have to go on a run. I’ll be away for a few nights. Be ready Saturday night for the club party.

Ora

Club party? What do I wear?

War

You’ll look sexy in anything you wear. Lucky I can fight.

Ora

No fighting.

War

No promises.

Ora

Can I bring Lu? We’re having dinner Saturday night, but I can come after.

War

Yeah, you can bring Lu. You need anything, message me.

Ora

Okay, be safe.

A club party.

Never thought I’d be going to one of those.

I don’t know what to expect, but after seeing what Rose was doing to Lore in broad daylight, I can only imagine how the party will go.

Lu’s going to love it, so I call and tell her the plan. To which she tells me we’re going shopping tomorrow.

Time to make a statement.

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