Chapter 21 - Dylan Ashford

Dylan POV

I throw my phone on the bed and start pacing around. Jo has her phone off, and I am starting to get worried. Richard told me about what happened and how scared the girls were. I have a meeting with our private detective today, and I am going to rip his fucking head off. How is it possible he didn’t find that excuse of a person, but he walks into Jo’s house unannounced? I shake my head.

“Are you okay?” Savanna asks, resting her hand on my shoulder, but I move away from her. I can’t bear to be touched right now, and I need to figure out what the fuck is going on. Jo has gone back to her parent's house and had a huge argument with Layla. None of this makes any sense. The girl breathes New York, and she looks the part as well.

“Okay, I don’t know what is wrong with you, but I need you to remove your head from your ass and give me some attention,” Savanna says, and I roll my eyes, shoving my hands into my pants pockets as I stare at her.

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