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CHAPTER EIGHT
Nave
“Yooooo,” a voice followed me out the front door, the sounds of the party muffling as the door clicked closed behind him. “I’ll say it again,” Dezi said. “What the fuck?”
Yeah, that about covered it.
I remembered offering Lolly help—any kind she might need—years before. But after so long, I didn’t really think that would ever happen.
To be honest, a morbid part of me kind of figured that she wasn’t alive anymore. Either because Ben’s psychotic ass had killed her in some not-messy way: suffocation, strangulation. Or that she would have hit her own breaking point and ended her own life. Because no one, I was convinced, could live the way she did for any length of time. And she’d been so small, so fragile when I’d known her. Like he’d already broken her.
“Yeah,” I agreed, sucking in a deep breath. “That about covers it.”
“Did he let her go?”
“No.”
“Did she off his creepy ass?”
“No.”
“She just… got away?”
“Seems like it.”
“How?”
“We didn’t get that far yet.”
“Shit, man. Well, good for her. But… how the fuck is he not gonna find her? You know how good he is.”
“Yeah. Well, that’s where I come in. I offered her help back then. She’s cashing in on that.”
“No offense, but how are you gonna keep her hidden?”
“Well, that’s where my cousins come to mind.”
“Cousins,” Dezi repeated. Then, as it dawned on him. “Oh. You know… that just might work.”
“It has to,” I said, reaching for my phone. “I gotta make a call.”
“Yeah, man. Do what you gotta do. Does she need anything?”
“Can you just keep an eye in case she comes out while I’m out here?”
“Yep,” he agreed, heading back inside.
Alone, I scrolled my contacts until I found her number.
“Is everything okay?” came the half-awake voice in my ear.
“Yeah.”
A pause. Then, “Then why the hell are you calling me this late?” Kit grumbled.
“It’s only eleven.”
“And I get up at the crack of dawn these days,” she reminded me.
