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Colton should have come home much earlier than me. He sent me messages asking where I was, so I could consider that the Brotherhood had not been there while he was awake. Or who knows, they could have just left when I arrived. Or even worse, they would be there while I took a shower and acted as if nothing wrong happened. I sweated cold, and cursed when the cell phone vibrated again and startled me. That was enough. The gift had to be the last. They wouldn't be able to get in anymore. And that would be the last order I would receive. The rest would be known to the police.

With the box in hand, I untie the ties of the gift and a notebook appeared in the box. I should have been a little more careful when opening. I didn't know if it could be another weapon. Even a bomb. It could be something chemical that would hurt me or poison me to the point of going to the hospital. But it was just a black leather notebook, with nothing on its cover or spine. It was very thin, with maybe no more tha