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Ian’s POV

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration as I stared at my brother who was standing insde my house, a glare on his face directed at me.

“Hello brother,” he said s he took a step forward, surveying the house “I can see you have done quite a lot here…and settle in comfortably with your new life,” he added as he looked around the house.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, my eyes narrowing on him. I couldn’t understand, how did he find me? How did he manage to get a hold of where I was living? I chose this location mainly because no one would have thought of it, or wa I being too obvious, living in a secluded area like this?

I rubbed my head in frustration. This wasn’t what I was expecting this morning. When that doorbell rang, I had been expecting to see Mike or anyone else, but not him. Not Jacob.

“We have a lot to discuss, brother,” he answered flatly, instantly making himself at home as he worked his way around my house and walked to the kitchen, opening the freezer an