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Erica

"Why are we going by Erica's?" Damon gave me a sideways look as we got back in his Mercedes, both of us so full that it hurt to walk.

"She's not responding to my text." I shrugged and got in the car, buckling up. "She went to some art event last night and was sick over having to see Mitch there."

He let out a sigh and pulled away from the restaurant. "I don't understand what the fuck Mitch has to do with all of this."

"Did you at least look into him?" I barked and glanced over to pin my brother with a hard stare.

"Yes, and he's the same guy I told you he was. He lost his wife, he's devoted to dad, and him and his kid don't really get along, but that's pretty normal, Matt. What were you thinking I was going to find?"

My phone buzzed, and I pulled it out like it was on fire in my pocket. Erica's text was short, but at least she was texting.

We need to talk.

I put the phone to my ear to call her. It rang five times and went to voicemail. What the hell?

"Alright. So are we going to
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