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An hour after our little chat with Imani, the guys and I went back to my place. While they walked right to the basement, I searched upstairs in the kitchen for a pair of scissors that João had asked for to cut the plants of cannabis downstairs, though I couldn’t focus.

Mom lugged her purse into the house, heavy, dark bags under her eyes and a smile that didn’t even make it past her lips. “You eat yet?” she asked, setting the bag down on the four-by-four kitchen table, on top of the mess of beer cans that Dad must’ve left earlier.

“Yeah.”

I grabbed a pair of scissors from the counter and turned around to ask her about work today, but she was already out of the room and up the stairs, gone, like she always was. I glanced at the basement door. I practically fucking lived down there, which was fine with me, but if I didn’t show my face up here once in a while, things got bad.

“You expect me to fucking believe that you were working?” Dad shouted at Mom upstairs, his hoarse voice booming through the walls. A door slammed open. “Don’t ignore me, you bitch. You’re five minutes late. Where were you?”

I grabbed my shit from the kitchen and lingered by the basement door, waiting. When all Mom did was yell back, I blew a breath through my nose and walked down the stairs, shutting the door behind me softly so Dad wouldn’t barrel down the stairs, looking to pick a fight with me.

Walking down the creaky steps, I kicked my shoes off on the basement’s cement floor. “What’re you gonna do with these?” I asked, handing João the scissors.

He stood over the cannabis plants in the back room of the basement and clipped a couple that weren’t ready yet.

“They’re not even done.”

“Jace Harbor texted me,” João said, retrieving a plastic baggie.

“Harbor?” Kai asked, glancing up from his computer for a moment. “Allie’s stepbrother?”

“What’s he want?” I asked.

After following João out of the back room and locking the door, I walked to the stained brown couch and collapsed onto it, thinking back to all the nights I had lain on this couch and jerked myself off to Imani.

Imani fucking Abara.

The sexiest little nerd that Redwood would ever have the pleasure of knowing.

“Business.”

“Jace isn’t stupid. He’s gonna know shit weed when he sees it,” I said.

“Jace doesn’t smoke weed,” João said.

“Good,” Kai chimed in.

João and I both side-eyed him. When he looked up and shrugged, I glanced back at João.

“What do you mean, he doesn’t smoke it? Hasn’t he been buying from us for months now? Where is it going?”

“I don’t ask questions,” João said, lighting up a cigarette and kicking a boot up onto the coffee table, knocking over an empty beer can in the process. “But he has a job for us to do. This could be what we need to finally take down these rich Redwood motherfuckers.”

That garnered enough of Kai’s attention, and he looked over. “Fucking finally. You think Jace has something to take all of Redwood down? I’ve been waiting for years now. The rich have shit on us one too many times.”

“His daddy is one of the richest men in Redwood,” João said. “All those rich bastards have dirt on them, but whatever Jace wants us to do sounds serious. It’s not something we are going to want to miss out on. By the time we’re through, this town will be burned to the motherfucking ground.”

My lips curled into a smirk. It was about time. All the rich did was treat us like garbage.

“The girl … Imani, Rosy, whatever the fuck her name is, is the key.”

“It’s Imani,” I said through gritted teeth.

João looked over his shoulder and gave me a half-smirk. “I’m just fucking with you. I’ve had my eye on her for a while.”

“You have?” I asked tightly.

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