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Your brother and the Graysons are the ones you should be afraid of, my love. They’re trying to pin all of their crimes on me. Please believe me. I’m telling the truth.

Think about it—Alexander has never liked me. None of your friends have. You told me that Alexander is the one who “caught” me cheating on you. But I didn’t, Brooke. I don’t want anyone but you. Don’t you think it’s a little suspicious there wasn’t any evidence of what he accused me of?

I know at this point you still don’t believe that Alexander killed your father. It’s hard to admit that your brother is a killer. I get that. But trust me, that’s not even the worst that he’s done. It’s silly of me to hope that you’ll believe me, but I promise I’ll find a way to prove it to you.

I’m worried for your safety, my love. When I asked you to stay away from Blaze, it wasn't because I was jealous, even though that's what you accused me of. I did it to keep you safe. He's not the man you think he is.

Please reach out to me after you read this. I need to know you’re safe. And while you might think you are, it’s simply not the case.

I love you. My heart has belonged to you since the moment I laid my eyes on you. Please give me a chance to explain everything in more detail and keep you safe. I can’t sleep at night because I’m worried sick you’re going to get hurt—or worse.

With all my love,

David

Setting the letter on the desk, I lower myself into my chair. Bullshit. There’s no way this is is true. Alex would never lie to me about killing Francis. And the Graysons being criminals? Fuck no.

But even as I’m mentally throwing David’s words into a trash can, I realize that he’s right.

I never saw any proof that David cheated on me. I just trusted Alex.

As for the hard drive, nothing I saw had David’s name anywhere on it. Hell, Felix didn’t even want to show me anything. The documents he pulled up could’ve been from anywhere.

I like Felix. I really do. But I also know he has a dark past. What if he’s pulled the boys into something illegal?

No. No. I know them better than this. David is just trying to get into my head. Besides, he mentioned that he asked me to stay away from Blaze. But what actually happened is that he forced me to make a choice between him and Blaze.

And I chose wrong.

Now, I’m trying to make that right.

But what about Alex? Did he really lie?

No. He wouldn’t.

But what if he did? What if Alex was trying to get me away from David but didn’t know how, so he made up some story? Does it matter? David is dangerous. A terrible, horrible man.

Yes, it fucking matters. Alex could’ve told me the truth.

For who knows how long, I sit in the office chair, trying to get everything right in my head. Did Alex lie to me? Did David? Did they both?

No. No, Alex would never do that to me.

But with the information that I have, I don’t know if I can be totally sure. Which only means one thing—I need to get some answers.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

BROOKE

WHEN ALEX FINALLY gets out on bail, Blaze and I head to his house as soon as we can. I’ve been so worried about him, even though I knew it was futile and stupid. Alex has always been able to get himself out of hard situations. Of course this wouldn’t be an exception.

“I’ll drive,” I say, grabbing my keys before Blaze can protest. I don’t want my car sitting in the garage for too long without being run, and who knows how long Blaze is going to be with me.

As I pull out of the driveway, I steer the car over an annoying pothole in the street. I smile with satisfaction as my front tires miss it, but then the car jolts and there’s a thunk as one of my back tires hits it.

Blaze clears his throat, and I see him wipe at his mouth out of the corner of my eye.

“Shut up,” I say, but there’s already a smile forming on my face, too.

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