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Interesting question.

Maybe I should get Lynx to deal with this woman. He was my superior.

“Are you asking about anyone in particular?” I didn’t appreciate her secrecy. Why not just come out and name the person you’re asking about?

“That depends. Are there any?” She shifted from one foot to the other like she was nervous. She reminded me of Sugar in some ways. It probably had to do with them being around the same age.

I had no desire to deal with this woman. Lynx could figure out her angle. I was sure she had one with how weird she was acting.

“Can you excuse me for a second? I just need to—”

“Oh sure. I need to go anyway.” And just like that, she rushed out of the door.

I wasn’t about to chase after her, but I’d definitely mention her to Sugar.

Which original member did she want to know about?

7

Emilee

It had been a shitty week. The worst yet. Dad had been moodier than usual, in and out throughout the day, never telling me where he was going or what he was doing. He also didn’t try to persuade me out of my room.

I avoided him as usual and made sure I had what I needed before he was home or Tami arrived. Staying in my room wasn’t an ideal situation, but it worked. I hadn’t been face-to-face with him since the morning he slapped me.

Just the thought of him lit a fire in me. It also made me sad to imagine us never having a real father-daughter relationship again. He had destroyed it. Or maybe we both did. I wasn’t without blame, but honestly, I was a grown woman. I should be free to love who I want.

I sighed, feeling heavy-hearted as I put my hair up in a messy bun to get ready for bed. Little D was an early riser and went to sleep by seven. I liked to wash up and grab two bottles of water to keep in my room for the night. Then I’d settle in to read until ten or so.

Dante was next to me on the bed, his denim-blue eyes locked on me. My sweet boy had no idea how many people actually cared about him. Sugar and Tina would’ve spoiled him. He could’ve grown up with Storm and Maddy’s baby.

I’d been disconnected from everyone I loved. I knew nothing about the goings-on in Minnesota. Dad told me nothing. I didn’t even know if Storm and Maddy had a baby boy or girl.

I exhaled a wretched breath. “Are you tired, baby boy?”

He cracked a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes: proof it was almost bedtime for him. When Little D wasn’t sleepy, he was the happiest baby.

I groaned, hearing Tami’s nasally laugh.

How lovely that they could have fun given my situation and little Simon’s disappearance. It’d been six days since he went missing. Not a trace of him had been found. The whole thing made me uneasy. I’d even been having nightmares and waking in a cold sweat, terrified Dante wouldn’t be in his bed.

I couldn’t even leave him in his Pack ’N Play if I left the room anymore. Someone might sneak in and snatch him.

Jeez, you’re a mess.

I lifted off my bed and put on the baby sling to take Little D with me. It’d leave my hands free to wash my face and brush my teeth.

I quietly opened my door once we were ready. It sounded like Dad was watching baseball. That was good. I could do my thing without him or the witch noticing. I crept down the hallway to the bathroom but froze when I heard her hushed voice behind the door.

Curiosity got the better of me, so I leaned closer to listen.

“I know, I know. I’m trying. This bitch doesn’t let loose of the kid and stays locked in her room.”

Oh my God. Was she talking about the baby and me?

I put my ear to the door when she went quiet.

“Do you think I don’t know that? Rat, calm the fuck down. I’ll handle it. You don’t need to come.”

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