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Chapter 9

Author: Maryann Brown
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{Hailey’s POV}

“We can’t stay here, Kiara. This family is two seconds from drawing blood over a will. We need to go before I break a vase over Julian’s head.”

She didn’t ask questions. Ride-or-die, that’s my girl.

“I’m coming with you,” a deep voice said. I turned. Williams Brown stood next to the front door. I hadn’t heard him open.

“I don’t need a babysitter,” I told him. “I just need to get out of here, breathe air that isn’t soaked in generational entitlement and repressed murder fantasies.”

“You’ll need security for the rest of your life.” He was so matter-of-fact, I couldn’t even begin to argue. “But look on the bright side.…” He nodded to the car that had picked us up at the airport. “I also drive.”

I asked Williams to take us to a motel. Instead, he drove us to the fanciest hotel I’d ever seen, and he must have taken the scenic route, because Clara Smith was waiting for us in the lobby.

“I’ve had a chance to read the will in full.” That was her version of hello.

“I brought a
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