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Twelve

DAMON/BRYCE POV

"Who is texting you?" A curious Anna asked. "Since when do you have the right to ask me that?" I asked, watching her frown a little.

Taking the phone, I saw Kiara text and smiled. All through the week, she has been asking me to tell her, however I refuse to do so.

This time, the message was different, she wanted her weapon back, so it won't be traced to her.

She feared it would affect her and she would get kicked out. The text was becoming so much and each sounding relevant and having a tone of emergency.

I wasn't planning to do it, in fact I wasn't going to blame anyone. As I went through all the messages, a message popped up on my phone. It was an acceptance to meet.

I was happy that I nearly threw my phone away. All through this while Anna watched me, her eyes seemingly eager to know who I was talking to.

"You never laugh at me," she complained. "Who is she?" Anna asked. "Don't ask me any questions," I said, taking my things to leave.

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