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8: Nicholas.

I rushed to pick up Dasha, because I didn’t go straight to the school after my shift at the firehouse. Nah, I’ve been thinking nonstop about her father’s final words and I’m not leaving her safety to chance. Best I can tell, he wasn’t close to many of his family members, but his sister—Dasha’s aunt—seemed uneasy while visiting Dasha in the hospital. So I went to her first, hoping to get some information about who would want to hurt Dasha’s father. I’m not a cop, but I’ve watched a fuck ton of Law & Order , so possible grudges seemed like the best place to start.

“He came to me for money,” she said, blowing cigarette smoke out the kitchen window. “Our father liked to play the ponies. Figures he’d fall into the same trap. His wife probably saw it coming and got the hell out.”

Thinking of Dasha losing her mother, I wanted to go find my girl and kiss her until she smiled. But I kept going with the questions. “Did you lend him the money?”

She snorted. “Nope. It looks like I’ve got stacks o
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