Page 48 of Hidden Truths

“My dad found the number but couldn’t find where it came from since the call was so short and the number disconnected so quickly.”

“And Gavin covers his tracks too well to make that mistake. He did it on purpose,” Jo adds.

“We find Gavin, we find Ezra,” Willa says, eyes dry and hopeful.

I just hope I’m right.

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CAL

“No punching him,”Kai says. I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or himself, but I nod anyway.

“Do you really think he’s going to tell you anything?” I ask Belle. She glares at me. I may have asked her the same question a few times on the drive up here. “Right. Can’t hurt to try.”

We’re in my car outside the correctional facility where Brad is currently being held. Hacking is obviously illegal and when Harrison traced it back to Brad, he was sent back to prison for breaking his parole. Once Harrison is here, we’ll all be going in to speak to Brad.

I tap on the steering wheel impatiently, earning another glare from my sister. “And everyone thinks you’re the nice one,” I mutter under my breath. I pull my phone out to have something to do before she sets me on fire with her eyeballs.

How’s it going?

Harlow

Good.

I bite the inside of my cheek.Shit. Harlow and I both pretended nothing happened last night when we saw each other this morning. Maybe that was the wrong call.

About last night…

I bite my lip waiting for her response. I crossed a line, and I know it, but I don’t want to go back. Having her pinned against me, her pulse fluttering beneath my fingertips, is all I’ve been able to think about.

Harlow

Nothing happened last night. So there’s nothing to talk about.

Right.

Harlow

Don’t worry so much, Vocal Daddy.

I snort.

Harlow

Do you have a sixth sense about when I’m in the bath?

If you’re in the tub, then where is Cora?

I look at the time, trying to stop picturing Harlow wet and naked. The last thing I need is to get an erection with my damn sister in the car with me. It’s too early for Cora’s bedtime. Maybe my dad has her. I hate not being home and knowing what’s going on.

Harlow

She’s with me. I think she’s getting another tooth. Poor girl has been clingy today.

She sends a picture of her in a one-piece pale green swimsuit in a shallow bath with Cora sitting between her legs smiling up at her, bath toys floating in the bubbles all around them. Harlow is smiling at the camera, bubbles sticking to her red curls. That fucking smile is going to stop my heart one of these days. I set the picture as the background image on my phone.

You’re killing me.

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