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Luke replied, “Not yet. We wanted to talk to you about it first.” Parker suggested, “Why don’t I call him? I will ask him why there is no quote or open orders and see what his explanation is.” I suggested, “He may not think that we know that yet. Why don’t you just give him a little rope so he can hang himself. He’s going to screw up eventually.” Parker chuckled, “I could do that. It might be fun to watch him squirm.” Luke and I laughed and we ended the call after finalizing the plan.

Tia Luke returned to the bedroom late in the night. He looked tired. I watched him go into the bathroom and return to the room. "How was it at the park with Kirk?" he asked, climbing into bed next to me. I snuggled close to him, and he kissed me. "It was okay, but it wasn't fun without you," I told him, and he held me close. "I am sorry I didn't come, Tia. Father was putting me through a lot. I could not get away." he said and sighed.

Someone had connected a speaker, and Morgan Wallen’s voice drifted through the trees like a worn-out prayer. I took a slow sip, feeling the sting of bourbon on my lips and the smoke in my lungs. “You know,” Luke said, glancing over at me, “I thought you were just another influencer when I first saw you.” I smirked. “Ouch.” He held up a hand. “Let me finish. I thought you were just pretty pictures and perfectly filtered van shots. But then you opened your mouth and started talking shit, and I was like—hell, she’s real.”

He paced up and down, as if to stop himself from ripping Miss Parkett to pieces. “You mean to tell me that you have not seen my daughter for hours?” he asked. Miss Parkett stood shaking nervously, quietly. This aggravated him even more. “Answer me!” he roared, the echo of his voice filling the entire villa. "Yes", she whimpered, “Yes, Mr Raygan." Luke reached into his pocket to check Kendra’s location. He smirked, a low chuckle escaping him. He didn't know whether to be infuriated or impressed. "Disabled location on all Apple devices."

Missing something this important is not in his ammo. He is not Jaxon. He is not Jaxon! I take a deep breathe. I stand in front of the gravesite. It’s quiet. Too quiet. The air feels thick, pressing down on me, but I don’t let it show. Not now. I can’t. Not when they need me. “Today,” I start, my voice steady even though it’s hard to speak, “we lay to rest two of our own. Luke and Parker. They fought for this pack. For us. And we owe them everything.”

I said, looking up at him. “Your mate is married,” he asked, raising an eyebrow. Whew, just gotta come out with it Miranda. Just rip the band-aid off. “His grandfather is David Parker,” I said, just under my breath. Luca always had a serious poker face and prided himself on never giving anything away. But now, his face was only one of shock. Hard to surprise a mob boss I figured. His very survival depends on having information, all of it at all times.

Inside her heart, she said the man's name over and over again. "Could you repeat what you said just now?" Lucas' eyes widened and he clenched his fists. Anger was already gathering in his head. Pieces of the past were replaying in his head. Everything that has been destroyed, painful, and feels tight. Alex swallowed hard his saliva "The man who was with Aria all this time, in this place, it's Etan Parker!" Lucas got out of the car, he stepped over to the sidewalk and calmed the tires “Fuck! Fuck!” he releases his emotions. He clenched his fists, grabbed his hair, and kicked his car tires again.

Luke said. “O….okay.” She followed Theodore. Just then, Luke’s phone rang. “I think you need to see this; it’s about the killer.” The voice on the other end said to Luke. “I’ll be there,” Luke answered and left in the car he came in.

“And who exactly are you? Why should I listen to you?” Parker's lips curled into a cold, cruel smile as he leaned in closer, his voice a menacing whisper. “Let me make it clear,” he said, his tone laced with threat. “I’m the guy who’s prepared to put a bullet in your gut if you ever touch Lydia again. Make sure that message sinks into your thick skull. If you cause trouble for her or me, the people from Rung Arun Farm won’t hesitate to deal with you. They’ll make sure there’s nothing left to bury—only ashes.”

he gave a bitter laugh, this guy is definitely psycho, he knows something and it is not looking good, "There is no need for all this drama, boys" he snapped stretching out his hands, an iPad was placed in his hands, "Most importantly, I have my eyes on him" he sneered tapping on the screen and making me glance down, involuntarily I released a gasp, it was a picture of Luke at the park, this was taken only a few days ago, he looked so innocent and happy, he didn't deserve this world and definitely not a mother like me, "He is going to be a fine young man you know if he lives" he crackled,