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The driver’s door jerked open, and Blaise climbed inside. He didn’t look at me as he shifted gears and began driving. My screaming at him and calling him all the names I could think of weren’t going to happen now. Something was wrong with the girl beside him, and I didn’t want to cause her any more trauma. It was clear she was suffering.

Instead, I crossed my arms over my chest and sat quietly. If these two weren’t going to talk, then neither was I. Although I had several things I wanted to say. I bit my bottom lip to keep from sharing them and watched the road, thankful for every second we got closer to Moses Mile.

I lifted my gaze to see the girl in the front seat. Her eyes were locked on Blaise now. She seemed calm and relaxed.

“Why did you come looking for me?” I asked, unable to stay quiet.

“I didn’t,” was his only response.

“Then, what were you doing?”

“Going home,” he replied.

Going home? Did the girl live with him? Where was his home?I wanted to ask all of this, but I bit down on my bottom lip harder to keep from doing it. None of this was my business.

The truck turned into the entrance of Moses Mile, and I sighed in relief. This was almost over. The silence continued until the truck came to a stop in front of the main house. I reached for the door handle. I wasn’t going to thank him for this ride. I hadn’t wanted it. I’d much rather still be walking than have to sit this close to him.

“Why didn’t you go back to the party?” he asked me.

I shrugged. “Not my scene.” Then, I jumped down from the truck.

I didn’t know if he was going to say more, and I didn’t care. I closed the door with more force than necessary, then headed for the front steps. The headlights didn’t move until I opened the front door and stepped inside. When I closed the door, I walked over to the window and watched as he backed the truck up, turned around, and drove away.

I wanted to hate Blaise Hughes. I wanted to believe he was the complete asshole he had portrayed to me over and over. However, I now had some conflicting facts to deal with. One was the way he had been so gentle with the girl he called Angel. I wasn’t sure if that was her name or just an endearment. Regardless, she trusted him completely. Then, there was the fact that he’d been concerned for my safety. He refused to let me walk alone in the dark. Although he’d used his brute strength and force to make me accept his offer. Lastly, he’d waited until I was safely inside before leaving.

Those three things were going to bother me.

Fourteen

Blaise

“You’re gonna have to handle this shit,” Gage said to me as he leaned back in the leather chair and propped his boot-clad feet up onto the desk in front of him. “Levi’s ass is too hotheaded, and he’ll end up behind bars again. Huck runs this shop. Without this place, we have no fucking cover.”

I didn’t move from where I stood, staring out the window across the room. Gage didn’t have to say why he couldn’t do it. We both knew the ranks. He was dead last. My father wouldn’t allow it. Gage wasn’t family blood. Even if he was as close as family and I trusted him with my life, it didn’t matter.

Running a hand through my hair, I cursed under my breath. I had known this day would come eventually. This hadn’t been a secret. Nothing about this life had ever been kept from me.

My father hadn’t allowed me a childhood, like Trev had been given. There had been no pool parties and video games in my youth. Trev wasn’t completely helpless. He was a Hughes, and with that had come training. Under that charming smile and carefree persona of his, he had what he needed to survive. But he didn’t have the power to shut off everything else.

“How much does he owe?” I asked finally, shifting my gaze to Gage.

“Two hundred,” he replied with a disgusted look. “Levi should have watched it closer.”

I nodded and sighed. “I’ll handle it,” I said with finality.

Gage looked relieved.

“Are we sure that’s all he owes?” I asked Gage as I walked over to pick up the paperwork on the desk.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Levi checked it all out.”

I should have caught this before now. I knew it. Gage fucking knew it. This was on me. My head had been elsewhere. They didn’t know yet. I wasn’t ready for them to know. It wasn’t time. Too much was still undecided. If those stupid fuckers hadn’t been so damn greedy, it wouldn’t have had to come to an end so soon. Addicts were all the same. Why my father hadn’t let me handle that shit sooner, I didn’t know. His reason was weak. Deep down, he blamed himself.

The door to the office opened, and Huck walked inside.

“Made a decision yet?” he asked as he looked at me.

I’d never been given that power. The decision had been made for me years ago.

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