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Cici~~~An eerie silence settles over me as I make my way into the familiar mansion I grew up in.Maids bow in greeting, with stiff smiles while I walk into the small living room—as we loved to call it, but in reality it’s Mom’s living room.Mom is here in her cheetah print capris, a black off the shoulder top, and a pair of black heels to match. It’s obvious she just returned from a trip to the salon with her shiny burgundy nails and wavy hair that sits perfectly on one of her chocolate shoulders. James is leaning against the cream-colored wall, his arms folded across his chest and a slight frown on his face as usual. Leon is sitting cross-legged on the couch with Mathias right beside him, his head tilted to the side.My chest squeezes, and tears sting my eyes. It feels like I haven’t seen them in so long when all I did was go to school and return. Asides Dad, my entire family is here, and I’m excited to see them.But I can’t shake the feeling…something is off.Mom hasn’t said a wo

Cici~~~You know that feeling you get when you know something bad is about to happen, and it's inevitable? Only that this time, it's worse because you brought this upon yourself, so you can't really breathe, and your heart is beating in your stomach. You've just made a big mistake, and you can feel it deep in your bones because it's not the kind of mistake you can undo so you're just helpless and feeling like you're about to die?Pretty dramatic, but it sums up how I feel right now."Are you okay, C? Are you still on the call?" Zarah taps my arm and my phone falls to my lap. "Who did you call? You look like you just talked to a ghost."I shake my head.She narrows her eyes and swallows, then with a slow nod her lips part. "So what are we going to do?" My fingers scramble to pick the phone up again. "I should send him our location." "Him?" Her eyes pop. “Don’t tell me by him you mean Mr. Jackson?" Her voice goes up a few octaves."No." A shiver runs through my skin at the thought o

Cici ~~~ Blood trails behind us as we walk through the hallway, down the stairs, and into the living room. Bodies lay lifeless with guns in their hands. One even has a knife. Out of all the bodies, I easily recognize Mr. Leader. Three bullet holes mark his forehead. My stomach twists and I quickly avert my gaze from the gore, keeping it instead on the broad back walking ahead of me. It was a silent walk from the room after he accepted my condition. He’d simply turned around with that smirk still on his lips, slid his hands into his pockets, and began walking. Naturally, I followed after him because I couldn't wait to get out of here. Upon stepping out of the house, I notice that the night is darker than when we got here. Instead of three cars, there are four. The three SUVs we came in and a sleek black Maybach at the rear. Zarah and Valerie are leaning against an SUV, and when they see me, Zarah stands properly, but I freeze in my steps. "Wait," Rafe stops and turns to