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't rush out to the arena parking lot

rridor. By the time I stepped out into the crisp evening

ring by the VIP

olished chassis gleaming. It was the most expensive car i

and my family's driver, lea

s boot. "What took you so long? Don't you know everyone's

erred to was, of cour

the rear passenger door and

e just jutted his chin toward the arena doors. "Wa

as if he were the owner of the car and

eir trucks snickered. The heiress, lock

ugh the cold air. "I'll say it one mor

ult. Boyce and his friend will be here any second. You can't expect

was dismissive. He looked at me as

imes Frank had acted like this, using "what's best for Boyc

ends, stealing groceries from our kitchen, actin

s, but I forced my facial muscl

his gym bag slung over one shoulder, his other

the locked door. A smug, victorio

thought that without him

Frank, understanding compl

rs clic

physically shoved his shoulder into mine,

en slid in next to her. He leaned out the open

dows of the backseat, a mocki

e driver's seat, his

m-the arrogant driver, the p

d. A sharp, echoing sound that

and pulled my pho