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My bartender told me her card was declined earlier. What the fuck is going on?

I don’t know, man…but she told me she called off her engagement.

Jett

Fuck, dude. Any idea why?

No clue.

Jett

Tread carefully, little brother. I’d hate to see you get your heart broken a second time.

Trust me. I have no intention of ever getting that close to anyone again.

That’s what they make sex toys for.

Jett

Yeah… I guess we’ll see about that.

I’m serious, dude. My plans are far more sinister than that.

Jett

Now you have my attention

What are you thinking?

I’m not sure yet. I need to figure out what the hell she’s running from first…

Jett

If you need some ideas, you know where to find me.

Thanks, dude.

Jett

I’m invested now. If you’re going to drag me into this shit, then you’d best know I expect an update the moment you figure out what’s going on.

Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dream of keeping any juicy gossip from you

Jett

Good. Now leave me alone. Some of us have to wake up early in the morning, and my head still hurts from that stupid town meeting tonight.

Oh yeah, I feel terrible for you. That must’ve been so hard to sit through

Jett Kingsley has silenced notifications.

I laugh at the automated message and hitnotify anywaybefore rolling over and turning off the light.

CHAPTER FIVE

Scout

“No. That can’t be right—” I clench the phone in my hand.

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