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82. Desert Storm

"What? Nothing to say?" Everett asks, walking towards me to guide me out of his office. I feel his hand on my elbow, gently guiding me towards the door, which makes me realize I need to get it together. We've come too far to give up now. I can't just walk out empty-handed while Sienna is in with Eli.

"Wait." I call out, firming my feet along to the floor, preventing Everett from pushing me further.

"What is it? What could you possibly have to say that would change my mind? Are you going to add a sob story on Damian's behalf? Or perhaps your grandfather forced you to do this?" Everett asks with a curious brow as he awaits my possible excuse.

I huff out in annoyance, knowing I no longer have any other options. Either I come clean now or risk never finding Silvio.

I quickly reach into the waistband of my pants and grab my gun. I raise it quickly, preventing him from moving. However, to my surprise, Everett simply crosses his arms over his chest as if he was bored.

"I think it's time we h
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