Chapter 21

***SUMMER'S POV***

That son of a bitch.

I am mad at Sinclair that he wouldn't hear the last of it.

"Where are you now?" I ask them and Gunner speaks out.

"I can't tell you, Summer, I am sorry but that is for our own safety. You know? In case this call is being monitored," Gunner says and it makes sense.

"Okay, but I miss you both. I want to come home," I confess, wiping more tears from my ears.

"Hush, Summer, Smokey and I will device a plan and before you know it, you would be with us at home, where you deserve to be," he says.

"But that wouldn't happen until the ninety days are over. What if you both replace me then?" I wonder, fighting back the tears.

"That wouldn't happen, I promise. See, Summer, I've got to go now and until you can get yourself a burner phone, you can't continue calling us like this, it's risky," Gunner says.

"I am sorry, I just wanted to let you people know I am doing alright," I confess.

"I miss you now, girl. Goodbye," he says and the line goes dead.

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