The Pack's Secret Keeper
She walked over to the balcony door and closed it, before turning on the lights in the living are, and called Bianca.
“Hey, M?” Bianca was well drunk. “Whassup? I’m out with some girls, having drinks, if you’re looking for company?”
“My dad died,” Aislen told her. “Would you be able to watch my apartment for me, for a couple of weeks? I’m going to have to drive to f-king Havermouth for the f-king funeral, and everything. I don’t know how long that’s going to take.”
F-k, she thought, could she possibly get into and out of Havermouth without seeing the Triquetra?
Did she want to?
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