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“Don’t be hard on yourself. You have a lot going on in your life too.”
“Yeah. Like… who is my family? I’m a mafiaHeir… but what does that mean?”
I look at Laz and he smirks at me. “I’m not telling you a fucking thing. I have my own family to worry about. I’m anHeirtoo.”
“Wonderful,” I mutter.
Laz keeps driving the golf cart and we eventually get to the house.
I’m really thinking I’ll find someone dead.
But who?
Who would I want dead the most out of the three of them?
When I see Seth with the knife to Quinn’s throat, I gasp.
“Seth!” I call out. “What the fuck?”
“Oh, hey, Jaci,” Seth says. “How’s your day going?”
“I can’t wait to gut you,” Quinn growls. “I’m going to cut you asshole to mouth.”
“Is that the way your mother likes it too?” Seth asks.
“You fucking prick,” Cullen roars.
He makes a move for Seth and Seth presses the knife harder against Quinn’s throat.
Quinn groans in pain.
I scream and lunge for Cullen.
I somehow get to him and wrap my arms around him.
He’s much bigger and stronger than me so it’s like I just jumped onto a moving train.
But me touching him distracts him.
I calm the beast down.
“Don’t,” I whisper to Cullen. “We have to figure out what’s going on here. Why he’s doing this.”
“We know why he’s doing this,” Archer says.
I look at Archer. “Why?”
Archer shakes his head and looks away.
I turn and point to Seth. “This isn’t the way to handle things. Someone is going to get hurt. Or killed.”
“I’m going to fucking kill him when he lets me go,” Quinn says.
I step closer to Seth and Quinn.
“Quinn, you’re not going to do a thing,” I say.
“Says who?” Quinn asks.
