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"I know. Thanks. I'll see you in a few hours." I hang up and throw myself back on my bed and let out a heavy sigh.
Please, for the love of God, let this come to an end today.
Dad paces back and forth behind his desk while the three of us watch him.
"I hope you know that if I thought there was a way to keep the three of you out of this then I'd be doing it."
"There isn't one. Tell us the plan," I damn near shout at him.
The party is starting in less than an hour now, and I'm starting to lose my patience and my grip on reality.
"Okay," he breathes, running his hand down his face. "In two hours time, you and some of my guys are going to gate crash that party."
"Your guys?" Ace asks incredulously.
"Just listen to him," I snap.
"My men are going for Warren. All you three need to do is get Kennedy out of there."
"Sounds simple enough," Cole says, rubbing his hands together as if he's more than ready for a fight.
"I wouldn't assume that. Warren is... smarter than he looks. He's found things out that most don't even know to look for."
"Are you going to tell us what this stuff is anytime soon?" I ask, getting more and more pissed off with all his secrets.
"I will tell you what you need to know once this is over."
"What we need to know? That's bullshit. We deserve to know everything."
"I can't put you all at risk like that. I need the three of you to trust me when I tell you that everything I do is to protect you."
"Whatever," I say, waving him off, already fed up with his bullshit secrets and excuses. "We leave in an hour, yes?"
"Yes."
"I'm going for a shower."
I storm out of Dad's office, ensuring the door slams back against the wall so they know just how fucking pissed off I am.
I go straight for the bathroom and lock the door behind me.
My chest heaves as my heart slams against my ribs. I need this fucking over now.
I strip down and stand under the shower before turning it on. The blast of water is the shock I need to drag myself out of my head and focus on what's coming.
I'm getting my girl back today.
With a towel wrapped around my waist and my clothes in a bundle in my arms, I make my way back to my bedroom.
I groan when I find Cole sitting in the chair by the window, waiting for me. Why am I not surprised?
"You need to trust him."
A laugh falls from my lips, but there's no humor in it.
"You're fucking kidding, right? You haven’t trusted him since the day we moved here, and now you're telling me to. Fucking unbelievable."
"What else have we got, Con?"
