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I watch as Soul’s expression morphs into one of shock.
“Uh huh… yeah, sure, I can come.” He glances at me and nods. “I’ll ask him but… Okay, yeah. See ya soon.”
“Ask who what?” I demand when he disconnects the call.
Soul runs a hand through his hair before standing and pocketing his phone. “Jez just got some unexpected visitors.”
My spine tingles, certain that Soul and I are gonna have to go kick some ass. I hop off the stool and start toward the elevator.
“Malice,” he calls after me. “Don’t you want to know who her visitors are?”
I turn to face him and walk backward. “Doesn’t matter.” I grin. “I’m game for whatever shit we’re about to walk into.”
Soul catches up to me just as I reach the elevator. I press my hand against the scanner, and the doors slide open.
“I guess now is as good a time as any,” Soul mutters as we step through the doors.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
Soul takes a deep breath. “Mark is at her house with that chick.” He snaps his fingers several times. “What was her name?”
As the doors slide closed, I lift my arm out to stop them and step back into the main room.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“Mark is Jez’s visitor?”
“Yep.”
“Then I’m not going. I’ve got nothing to say to him.”
“I think you’ve got a lot to say.”
“Stop, Soul,” I snap. “Just stop. You can’t fix this. No one can.”
“Fucking hell, Mal. Nothing is gonna get fixed if you two don’t talk to each other.”
“And I’m not interested in talking.”
“Fine, you want to be stubborn and remain miserable, that’s on you. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to ignore one of our own. Mark is family, Malice. Like it or not, he’s family. So, I suggest you get your head out of your ass before you lose him forever.”
“Tell Jez I said hi.”
Soul shakes his head. “Stubborn asshole,” he mutters.
“Soul,” I say as I lower my arm.
“What?” he snaps.
For the first time since he mentioned Mark’s name, I grin.
“Apple. His girl’s name is Apple.”
“Ugh,”I groan as I stretch out my sore muscles.
Despite the muscle aches, I’m definitely more comfortable than I should be for crashing on an air mattress. Sleep crust covers my eyes, and I rub it away before a coughing fit overtakes me. Stabbing pains assault me as I continue to cough, and I press my fist to my chest to try and ease them. After several long moments, the coughing subsides, and I sit up to take in my surroundings.
Definitely not in Stella.
