By the time I arrived at the second hideout, I was already exhausted.The drive had been long enough to give me too much time to think, which was never a good thing. Brad had been shot. Jackson was still out there. Nathalie's name kept showing up in places I didn't want it to. And Jax... Jax was somehow sitting right in the middle of every problem I had. The last few days felt like someone had taken my life, shaken it violently, and then thrown the pieces into different directions.That's, technically speaking, the worst state to ever find oneself in… having no control of what happens to or around you.I parked outside the property and stepped out of the vehicle.The hideout looked exactly the way it was supposed to look. It was quiet, hidden and forgettable. Honestly, it was the kind of place people drove past without noticing.The front door opened before I even reached it. Dr. Fernandez stepped outside and immediately frowned."Nice of you to finally show up," he said dryly, crossi
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