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Chapter 11 - Dash Bolton

Dash POV

Riding my bike through the streets of New York makes my anxiety spike. Wyatt’s plan has everything to go bust and us ending up with some people dead. I wish he would listen sometimes. I know he thinks this is the best thing. But it isn’t. I know he is scared for Blake. Fuck. I am scared of her. I am fucking terrified, but this is absolutely insane. No one in their right mind would do something like this. 

Car horns sound while I speed past them, maneuvering my bike at ease. As soon as I get to the safe house, the faster I can try to make this work. I know my brother is gathering the troops, but seeing Grace made me slow down. I should be there by now. Fuck. 

As soon as I arrive, I remove my helmet, leaving my balaclava on. There’s no time for any of that shit. As I step inside, I can hear everyone rushing around gathering their shit. I look around and find my brother already equipped. He

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