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"I asked you a question, bitch," Cindy said.

"Watch your fucking mouth, Cindy!"

I turned my attention to the short hallway leading to the front door and found Lucas glaring at her. Cindy turned around and rushed over to him.

"You don't understand. I left my son sleeping comfortably in our room and I came in and saw him sleeping in a dangerous position. I don't trust this girl, I keep telling you."

I was frowning at Lucas, not caring about what Cindy was saying. He had a lot of explaining to do.

"Where are you two coming from?" I asked and they looked at me.

"Babe—"

"No, I want a straightforward explanation. It starts now," I ordered and Lucas licked his lips before nodding his head.

"Jackie, I went racing last night and saw Cindy at the venue. I was confused at first and angry, as she had left home without thinking of her son."

I nodded. "That wasn't what Cindy told me."

"What are you trying to say? Lucas just told you what happened."

"Really? Weren't you the one who told me that