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“I bet Gia killed her for touching Alfonso.” Accusations are spit out around the yard. All I can hear is that I killed my sister.

My stomach bottoms out. Everyone around the party is staring at me, believing I killed my sister. And I did. I gave her the needle. If I kept it, she would be alive. One of my guards runs into the house, phone glued to his ear.

I swiftly steal the keys around Romeo’s fingers and hop into the driver’s side. Romeo is cursing to hell with the door open as he jumps in beside me. I take off with his door wide open, and he has no time to do up his seatbelt. His hands grip the oh-shit handle-bar on the ceiling as his door hits another vehicle.

“Are you trying to kill yourself?” he yells. He quickly does up his seatbelt, his door a wasted cause. The tires and the road make the drive loud, even while my head is screaming that I’m the reason my sister is dead. My last words to her were horrible.

I look over at Romeo. He’s kicking his door, trying to make it fall off. To help him out, I swerve, hitting a post.

“You’re fucking crazy!” he shouts. It looks like he’s holding on for dear life. His biceps stretch his shirt. Thick veins pop out over each tense muscle. Romeo has always been cut, but I never realized just how much until now.

I make a sharp turn, then another, losing the car behind us that holds my bodyguards.

“Turn here.” Romeo points, and I follow his instructions. “This is a straightaway. Punch it. This car’s governor is taken out.”

The whole car shakes as I press harder on the gas pedal. My foot has it pinned down, and it can’t go any farther. One slight deviation with the wheel and we’re both dead. I look over at Romeo. Could I kill us both?

“Watch the road!” he yells, curses flying out of his mouth faster than the speed I’m going.

I take my foot off the gas, looking behind us. It’s dark as we escape the city limits. The car comes to a stop, and Romeo jumps out.

My stomach feels like it’s going to hurl everything I drank. I’m still crying, my vision blurry from the tears. Taking a deep breath, I gun the gas and leave Romeo on the side of the road. I can hear him hollering at me to pull over. When I look behind, he’s waving his arms. I cry harder. When I focus back on the road, bright lights and a horn are blaring in front of me.

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