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A lopsided smirk forms on my face. The protectiveness runs in the family, I see.

“All right,” I say. “As long as you keep your boys away from us.”

“You stay in your lane; I’ll stay in mine,” Felix snarls, going back inside with Penelope. “You stay.”

“There’s no way I’d ever step one foot into the Skull & Serpent Society building,” Nathan says.

“I would,” Milo muses, shrugging.

Nathan throws him a look. “You just want them to hurt you.”

“How do you know me so well?” Milo winks.

Caleb makes a gag motion. “Sorry, I just threw up a little.”

“And there’s a reason I left your ass for his,” Nathan retorts.

“No time for being petty,” I tell them. “We have a job to do. Let’s do it properly.”

“Do you even know where we’re supposed to go?” I turn my head to see Alistair casually strolling out of their door.

I shrug. “We’ll go to the same club and see if they’re hiding out there. If not, I’ll find someone and make them tell.”

“No need.” Penelope throws a giant bag on the ground in front of us. “I already know where they’re keeping her.”

I bend over and zip it open, marveling at the number of guns and weapons inside.

Felix pushes a magazine into his gun. “For where we’re going, you’d better pray that’s enough.”

LANA

The drive through the city feels like it takes an eternity, my heart rate picking up with every bump on the road. Crystal’s palm is sweaty, and she shivers beside me.

“It’ll be okay,” I tell her.

“I’m so scared,” she murmurs.

“I know,” I whisper back.

Slowly, she begins to cry, so I squeeze her hand.

“I won’t let them hurt you,” I say.

“I’m sorry,” she murmurs. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault—”

“Yes, it is,” she says, her tone fluctuating. “I took you to the park for some ice cream.”

“Oh, girl …” I lean closer to her, despite being unable to hug. “You don’t need to apologize.”

“Yes, I do.” She shudders. “When I heard about the fight from Brooke, I got too scared to tell you the truth. I was afraid you never wanted to talk to me again.”

She swallows while I narrow my eyes to see in the dark because I really want to look into her eyes.

“That picture that got shared around … it’s my fault.”

My heart practically stops beating.

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