Dario stopped sipping his coffee and looked down at the screen. My dad leaned over, his eyes scanning the text, and let out a dry, humorless sound. Uncle Pascal just shook his head, a small, knowing smirk hitting his face."She's up to something," Dario said, stating the obvious. "Nobody texts out of nowhere trying to play sweet unless they're sweating.""Obviously," I muttered, grabbing a napkin. "She's probably panicking because of the anonymous text from yesterday, or she thinks she can fix whatever mess she's in by twisting my arm.""You aren't going alone," my dad said, his tone leaving zero room for argument."I wasn't planning on it," I told him, rolling my eyes a little bit. "I'll take security. Plus, you guys are probably going to follow us anyway."Uncle Pascal laughed out loud, leaning back in his chair. "We wouldn't miss it, princess." he said.By nine, I was out the door but not before being lectured by the entire Vlateri clam about being careful. My dad came with two of
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