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45 The most important person

Author: Zea Drew
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Date = 11 June

Four more excruciating long days

Place = San Francisco (Inferno parking lot)

POV - Aria

I jerk — Jackson’s behind me. I never even heard him coming. He moves like a panther, silent and deadly.

They all do.

Lee spins around, eyes wide. Even he hadn’t noticed. But when Jackson prowls forward, something inside me loosens. If Mel was right, Jackson’s the twin you count on in deep shit. And right now, I feel as if I’m drowning in it.

“S-P-L-E-N-D-I-D,” T-Bone drags the word out, turning his glare on Chloe. “Everyone is here except the one I need.” His face twists with irritation. Chloe, of course, just pouts like someone broke her doll.

“She’s sick,” Chloe answers. Mel. He wants Mel. And Chloe is working with him.

“Force them to call her.” Chloe accelerates in a high-pitched voice. “She needs to come.”

“She’s not coming,” Jackson bellows calmly. “And these two were just leaving.”

I turn around. I’m ready to go. More than ready. I pull Lee’s arm, but he stands as if stuck to
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