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DECLAN

“WHAT THE HELL are you talking about? Of course he’s dead. I saw him die.”

“No, you didn’t,” Conor retorted, finally getting to his feet and coming to stand. He left his laptop on the floor, stretched, then bent down to grab it before yawning. “He’s not dead.”

I grunted at his surety, then stormed out of the elevator only to find my brothers there, waiting on me.

Gritting my teeth at the sight of them, then at the sight of the gas guzzling tank that I loathed riding in but knew would fit us all, I grumbled, “What are you doing here?”

Eoghan and Brennan shrugged, exposing bumps at their sh

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