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“What are the odds you have gloves, Leo?” I mutter to myself.

Leaving the knife momentarily, I enter Leo’s bedroom and search his closet, hoping he has winter gloves I could use. In a box to the left, I open it. On top is a floral pair of gloves.

Picking one up, I stare at the colors on it. They were vibrant at one point, now dirtied from years of gardening.

These are his mother's gloves. They would work, but I couldn’t do that to him. I’m already going against his wishes and getting rid of the knife without him. As I set them down, a pair of black gloves catch my attention.

They are on the thinner side, made of wool. They will have to do.

Slipping them on, I stalk back into the kitchen and grab the knife.

As I leave the apartment, I pray for the first time in my life.

I pray Leo won’t be angry with me.

CHAPTER 36

Leo

“A strip club?” The alcohol sputters out of my mouth at the words that have left Myles’s mouth.

We are sitting at dinner with a few of his work buddies when he tells us the plans for the rest of the night.

Earlier in the day, he took us all to a place with go-karting, paintball, and rock climbing. It was fun, a nice distraction for a bit, even though in the back of my mind, I was still worried about Veronica.

Leaving her alone was probably a mistake, but she can hold on to her own until I come home. It’s not like I could have bailed on Myles. Do you know how mad he would have been if I told him I couldn’t make it to his bachelor party because Veronica needed my help?

I think he would have disowned me.

“Yes, a strip club!” Myles informs me that what I heard was correct. “It’s tradition to go to one for bachelor parties.”

Two of his buddies smile, bumping fists together at the news.

“Does Chloe know about this?” I ask, setting my whiskey down on the table.

“Do you really think I would even go to one without asking her?” Myles looks at me dumbfounded. “She didn’t care.”

I’m sure he is telling the truth. Chloe isn’t the type to get angry like that unless he were to cheat on her. Her ex, Jeremy, cheated on her once, and all hell broke loose.

He came over to apologize after she found out, and my sister chased the man around with a frying pan. Her face red while she yelled profanities at him.

To this day, I don’t know why she stayed with him after that. Maybe it was because she was pregnant and wanted to stick it out for the baby.

What I do know is that Myles wouldn’t dare cheat on her. Not only would he have to deal with Chloe, but he would have to deal with me.

He may be my best friend, but she’s my baby sister.

“Remember when we would go to the strip clubs in college?” Myles lifts his glass with a smirk.

“You mean the two times we went?”

“Yeah, the first time was fun!” He wiggles his eyebrows. “You got a lap dance from one of the hottest strippers I’d ever seen. Didn’t she put her tongue down your throat?”

Smiling at the memory of that drunken night, I shake my head. “We kissed, and once the guards saw it happening, they pulled her off of me.” I sit forward, arching an eyebrow as I ask Myles, “What about that second time we went?”

His friends are listening intently, waiting for all the juicy details to be spilled about their friend’s past. I’m sure Myles hasn’t really opened up to any of them the way he has with me.

“Nope,” he deflects, staring into his glass at the ice cubes floating around.