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He pushed to his feet, slipping out of my grasp to give Diesel a rough embrace. “Thanks, Dad.”

“Of course, Son. Of course.”

“What happened to waiting until graduation?” Corvus asked, unable to conceal the traces of emotion leaking through in his voice.

Grey pulled away, falling back into his seat next to me, staring down at the piece of paper between his hands.

“Well, I still expect you to,” Diesel replied.

I barked a laugh. “I seriously doubt that’ll be happening this year.”

A smug smile spread on Diesel’s mouth. “I’ve taken care of it. You’ll all pass your classes from last term with whatever grade you had when shit hit the fan. So I’d get somesleepover the next couple days,” he said pointedly. “Classes start again Tuesday. Bright and fucking early.”

Diesel turned to leave, but Corvus stopped him, grabbing his good leg from where he sat on the floor, an elbow propped up on his knee as he looked over the form. “Thank you.”

Diesel nodded at his son, pausing to fix me with a cheeky smirk. “Ava Jade, there’s a little something else in that envelope that might interest you.”

He left without another word, and Grey set the still heavy envelope in my lap. Corvus turned around and Rook and Grey folded away their forms, tucking them into their jacket pockets.

“Should I be worried?” I asked, trying to figure out why they were looking at me like they were.

Corvus shook his head. “Just open it, Sparrow.”

I did, finding a hefty stack of pages with a legal seal glinting gold in the low lighting on the roof.

“What is this?”

I flipped through a few pages, finding my aunt’s name typed in several places along with mine… and some very large numbers.

“No,” I said to myself, shaking my head. “She wouldn’t have left me anything.”

“She didn’t have to,” Rook crooned, flipping the page for me, pointing to a line that said something about her estate passing to her last remaining blood relative. Her niece. A Miss Ava Jade Mason. “Under state law, you get everything.”

A tingle ran down my legs, and I inhaled a rickety breath.

“So I’m…” I trailed off, my mouth going dry.

“Rich as fuck,” Grey finished for me, smiling wide.

No. Fucking. Way.

My gut reaction was to refuse it. I didn’t want her fucking money. But we could use it. The gang could use it. To rebuild. To become even stronger than they ever were before. So nothing could ever hurt them—hurtus—again.

I found myself smiling.

“Happy New Year,” Corvus said, leaning in to press a kiss to my stunned lips. Rook roped me in with an arm, crushing me to him as he planted a kiss in my hair and Grey took my hand under the covers.

“Happy New Year,” they echoed.

“Oh shit!” I cursed, stuffing the papers back into the envelope to dig around the cushions for my phone. “I was supposed to call Becks when it was done.”

“Here,” Grey said, passing me my phone.

I pecked him on the cheek and got up off the couch, wandering to the edge of the roof as I tapped the new phone number she’d texted me sometime in the last week while we were busy in the basement.

I stared out over Thorn Valley as it rang, hugging the leather jacket tiger around me as the wind whipped my short hair away from my face.

“Aves?” she answered, her tone apprehensive. “Fuck, girl, it’s been a week. I thought—”

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