Page 126 of The Fake Out Flex

Dad may be the CEO of a multimillion-dollar yachting business, but he's normally a cool operator. I have never once seen him lose it. Least of all at one of us.

Clayton drops down into the nearest armchair.

Dad starts issuing orders. "Trace, you'll be in the office with me. I need to fly to Croatia to meet with a client in a few days. You'll come, too."

Trace nods. By Dad's side is his happy place, but even he can read the situation enough to know this isn't a celebration.

I don't really know what this is. I'm still confused about what's actually going on.

"Clayton, you're going to do that six month trek you've wanted to do in Southeast Asia."

"What? I can't leave now. I've almost reached a million followers on Insta?—"

"That's a good point," Dad cuts him off. "No more posting on social media. In fact, delete all your social media accounts." He waves his finger at us. "All of you."

His steely blue eyes land on me. "And Fraser…"

I gulp.

"You're off to hockey training camp first thing in the morning."

"Training camp isn't until summer."

"You're going to a different camp."

"I am? Where?"

"Quebec. You'll be away for three months."

"What about school? Graduation?"

"I don't know. We'll figure something out. You'll graduate, son. Don't worry."

I'm scrambling to keep up with all of this. My whole world is getting turned upside down in front of me.

And why?

Neither Dad nor Mom have yet to give us one good reason for any of this.

I look at my father. "I leave…tomorrow?"

He nods.

The first thought that pops into my head is, I have to go back and see Evie, tell her what's going on. But of course, I can't say that since no one knows about our late-night chats.

I know—I'll use Levi as my cover. It's normal I'd want to bid farewell to my bestie. Yeah, that won't arouse any suspicions.

"Okay. I'll just go over and say goodbye to Levi?—"

"No. You speak to no one."

"Excuse me?"

My father's nostrils flare. Up until right now, I'd never once noticed my father's nostrils.

"What is going on, Dad? Why are you suddenly forcing us to uproot our lives and change everything?"

"Because I'm pregnant," Dawn cries out beside me, her anguish palpable.

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