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He folded his arms over his chest. “You’re being for real right now? You’ve managed to stay out of trouble?”

“Why is that so hard to believe?”

“Kra—”

The doorbell rang, cutting him off.

It was when I noticed how everyone was so damn happy, and there wasn’t anything to be happy about.

At least not for me.

Isla opened the door, shouting, “Welcome to party central!”

It didn’t take long to see who was standing there.

“The fuck?” I hollered.

Everyone turned, following the direction of our gazes.

Two police officers walked in, announcing, “Good evening. I’m Officer Maylor, and this is Officer Kincaid. We’re with the New York Police.”

For a mere moment, I feared the loss of one of our parents in a way I never expected to feel.

It wasn’t until he continued with, “We have a warrant for Kraven Knightly,” that I instinctively fought.

“What the hell did I do? I haven’t done shit.”

“Kraven.” Julius stepped out in front of me, shielding me behind him like he always did in situations like these.

“Not a word without a lawyer present.”

“Lawyer?” I exclaimed, “I didn’t do anything!”

The cops moved swiftly toward me. “We’re here to place you under arrest for assault in the second degree.”

“Assault?” I spat, confused. I narrowed my eyes at them.

“We’re going to need you to step outside, and your parents are welcome to join.”

Julius intervened. “Assault on who?”

They ignored him. “Hands where we can see them. You’re under arrest for assault. Do you understand?”

“No, I didn’t?—”

“Kraven…” Isla chimed in with a tone that immediately shot through me, sparking my memory.

“Fuck,” I murmured, shaking my head.

Once they realized I wasn’t going to put up a fight, they cuffed me.

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney… If you cannot afford one, one will be provided… Do you understand these rights as they are given to you?”

I nodded as he shut the cuffs.

Julius’s stare met mine, mouthing, “I’ll find Joe.”

That was all that needed to be said.