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Ch. 109 - Losing Quietly

Author: Phoebe Phoenix
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-26 11:21:16

Michael POV

This week had been one long string of contradictions.

I could make a single call and shift half a million dollars overnight. Command men twice my age to move with precision. Rewrite the terms of business for entire territories with one command. But I couldn't seem to get my eighteen-year-old sister to stop self-destructing. Or keep Lucy from slipping through my fingers.

I rubbed the space between my eyes, not because I had a headache, but because I didn't know where the fuck to start.

The car was too damn quiet. Paul was focused on the road like we were on a military escort. Vinnie was back home preparing for the lunch with my uncles. Zander sat to my right, calm as ever, one leg crossed over the other like he had nothing to prove. And Amy, she was leaning against the window, wearing that bored expression like armor.

Lucy was beside me, and even without touching her, I could feel how she grounded me. Like she was the only reason I wasn't pacing inside the car like a caged
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