Chapter sixty one

Damian.

I could not win. No one could. What I said to her, I meant it. Francis spears would win. And everyone else would lose.

Hope went straight to her room when we got back to the house, and I shut myself up in my study. She hadn’t talked to me the entire ride. Probably pissed at me, which I expected. I would deal with that later, though, because as soon as i booted up my laptop, I saw an e-mail from Roman regarding Luke’s activities.

Luke had been busy indeed, meeting with various members of the Paganibfamily in the tristate area. We knew that, though. That wasn’t new. It was the next part that intrigued me.

He was spending his nights in Isabella’s bed Isabella was Hope’s sister.

That’s why it so surprised me to learn that I was wrong. That he wasn’t Effie’s father.

But that wasn’t the strangest thing. In fact, what I saw made zero sense.

I picked up the phone and dialed Roman, but before he could answer, the door burst open. Hope stood in the doorway, looking pissed off.

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