Three KnocksNoah's POVBut the ringing wouldn't stop.Liam looked at his phone, again.I looked at mine. It's Coach Derrick in his, and Private Number, in mine.But neither of us answered. For three long seconds, the apartment was filled with nothing but the vibration of two phones and the pounding of my heart."Answer yours," Liam said."You answer yours, first.""Why?""Because if Derrick is calling now, it's not a coincidence."Liam glanced at the screen again before finally accepting the call.I watched his face carefully notice. "Coach?"A pause, from the other end."Yeah... I'm home."Another pause. His eyebrows pulled together."What package?"The muscles in my shoulders tightened. So Derrick knew.But how?Liam looked at the wooden box sitting on the coffee table. "No... I haven't received anything."He was lying. Good, very good.Another silence. "I understand."He ended the call and looked at me."He asked if anyone had contacted me tonight.""What exactly did he say?""He
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