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“What happened?” Hayze asks, both of them darting their eyes around the darkened room.

“Some fucker was in the house,” I grit out.

“Who?” Arch asks with a cold edge to his voice.

“I don’t know, he had a hood on and a gun,” I answer.

“The fuck, Vox?” Hayze snaps.

“He warned me to stay away from the little witch.”

“Nova?” I can hear the surprise in Hayze’s voice. I nod.

“I thought Nexus said it was just her and her mom, he never mentioned a guy in their lives.” I nod my head, Arch is right. The little fucker never once mentioned anything about a male intheir lives. I would go and question him myself but he’s out of town for the week with his dad and Nova’s mom.

“Looks like we have more work to do. This whole thing is becoming a cluster fuck and is doing my damn head in,” I snarl. “We need to find out what Nexus and Thomas are hiding. We need more information on Nova because now I am more certain than ever that the little witch has information we need to take down her stepfather and Nexus.” Both my boys nod their heads.

Game on little witch.

Chapter Thirteen

Nova

After nearly an hour of reassuring Waylen that Vox was just being a dick and wasn’t a threat to me, I finally managed to get him to hang up and go to bed. I’ve now spent the past fifteen minutes sitting in the center of my bed, staring at the envelope from last night, debating if I should open it or not. The longer I stare at the freaking thing, the more my curiosity grows. I groan and give into temptation. I pop the seal and pull the letter out, purse my lips, then take a deep breath, bracing myself for more fucking riddles. I have no idea if the guy leaving these letters are theFilthy Fewas two horns has been calling them or not, but the fact I have received a letter from him and two more since then, has me thinking it is likely him.

Nova-Scotia

Many would love to see you fall victim and land on the edge of their swords but,

I will not allow that to happen to my brother’s daughter.

I drop the letter and scoot backward. I just stare at the fucking thing like it burned me. When I opened that letter I never expected to read that shit, I thought it would be more riddles not some declaration from my… uncle. Oh my God. I have a fucking uncle and he is the one who has been leaving me these notes! Shivers roll through me, I don’t know who my father is, my mom told me he left when I was baby and didn’t want anything to do with me, so why the fuck is his brother reaching out to me now?

Fuck it!

I reach for the note and take a deep breath before I continue reading.

Thomas is hiding a great secret, his idiot son wishes to lead the Haven Saints with your help.

To stop them you need to find the proof of the night your father died.

Your father made a grave mistake, he wanted all future sons to be free.

He never knew he would be graced with a daughter.

Don’t hate him for making that error, find the proof.

I’m doing all I can to free you from this fate your brother suffers through.

When the time is right, I will come to you.

I don’t know why in both letters he has left, he has called me Nova-Scotia. I get that I shouldn’t be so hung up on that part and more worried about the fact that he just admitted I have a fucking brother! I reread the letter a couple more times and allow his words to sink in.

I have a brother!

My father is dead.

I start to wonder what he looks like, is he like me? Is he older or younger? My mind is whirling with all these possibilities but they all come to a halt when I think of my mom. If I have a brother that means she either had another child I don’t know about or my father had another child and I have a half-brother. I return the letter to its envelope and open my side drawer to hide it in there but freeze when I see the matte black postcard with green writing.

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