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Christ, it'd have changed everything.

With shaking hands, I reached for my cell.

There was only one thing to do.

Me: Eagle Eyes, I need you to bring Temper Black to me.

Me: Immediately.

Me: Will send coordinates for retrieval as soon as I have them.

Eagle Eyes: On it.

Then, I snapped a picture of the letter and uploaded it into my chat with Rex.

Me: Figured you’d want to know. Bear sent me a letter.

Rex: What?

Me: Read it.

Rex: Thanks, Star.

Me: I’d want to know if there was one last letter floating around from my mom or dad.

*Ten minutes later*

Rex: Holy shit

Me: Yeah, that’s about how I’m feeling right now.

Rex: You need us, we're there.

Me: Appreciate that but I've got this.

Rex: Reel them in, Star.

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CONOR

At first, when Star called, I thought she was hyperventilating.

I could only hear the sounds of heavy breathing in my ear.

Then, I managed to make out, “Need. Helicopter.”

My brows lifted. “Star, I need you to calm down. Do you hear me?”

“Running,” she gasped.

“Where to?” I muttered. “Did I hear you right? You need a helicopter?”

“Land it in the yard of the Sinners’ clubhouse. We need to get to DC and then to the Catskills.”

Though I was confused as fuck, I picked up another cell and made the call for a pilot. Once that was arranged, I told her, “He’s collecting me, then you. You’ll fly us to DC for obvious reasons. He should be here in thirty minutes.”

Abruptly, the sounds of thudding came to a halt. “Then I can stop running,” she groaned.

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