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“No, need, you’re clean. Also, you might need to reset your internet in about two minutes.”
“What does that mean?”
“Just do it and know any bugs that are here are dead. I’ll clean up another time. Your housekeeper scares me.”
Hurting my face by letting out a loud laugh which I sorely needed, I nod. “I’ll tell her. She’ll be pleased.”
“No doubt.”
Guy disappears down the stairs, and I pick up my phone. I made a grave error in judgment by calling Serena the other day. But I’ve had no blowback, so I can only imagine Quen doesn’t know about it.
Dialing, he picks up a moment later. “Logan.”
“I need your help.”
“Oh?”
“The gift you gave me needs to be returned. No questions asked, just back where it came from.”
“Where is it?”
“DWP.”
“Consider it done. I’ll be in touch.”
He hangs up as I let out a low growl. I’m so done with him and his favors owed, but this is now out of my hands. While not impossible, killing an inmate at Glenridge is too much of a chain to get done. I can use my influence to reopen the case and go about this the right way. Putting my revenge to bed destroys my soul that bit more, and I give a thought to my family to whom justice is owed. But I know Serena would want me to do this the right way.
My feelings for her have surpassed anything else, mainly because Ihavefeelings for her. Even my revenge was a cold-blooded lack of emotion. More a desperate need to punish those who inflicted damage on me. It’s hard to define, but it comes back to want and need. I want revenge, but IneedSerena.
Chapter30
Serena
“I’m not going unless you go.”
Rue's flat-out statement makes me feel bad that I’m hesitating. It’s Wednesday. Five days have passed since my breakdown, and I feel fine. I wouldn’t say great, but I’m normal for me. By all accounts, Ishouldwant to go out, but there is something stopping me. I think I'd be fine if it were just Rue and me. We’ve been to lunch, we've been to the movies and shopping, but as soon as she said Macy had invited us out for drinks, I’ve shut down again. I don’t think I’m ready to be around people in the sense of having to smile and pretend.
“Go. I’ll be fine.”
“No. It’s not that I don’t think you’ll not be fine, I just don’t want to go and have fun while you’re sitting here on your own. That makes me a sucky friend.”
“No, it makes you a normal human. You’ve been holed up with me for days. Go and have some fun.”
“Nope.”
“God, has anyone ever told you what a pain in the ass you are?”
“Not for a while, so say it again.” Her wicked smirk makes me laugh out loud.
“You are a giant pain in the ass.”
“Ah, and my work here is done.”
“Fine,” I grumble. “I’ll go. But the second I want to go home, I’m going. No questions, no cajoling, just me going home.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Where to?”
