Chapter 36 (Kylie)


    Done nning with the lot on how we are going to sort this little mess out and find out who really killed


    Gina which I already have a clue as to who it was.


    Dainy and I am stationed in the kitchen tossing up a sd and prepping stuff for our spare of the


    moment party at ten O''clock at night.


    This is Liston Hills and I know soon most of the town''s teenagers and young adults will be here. Both


    my sisters, currently sitting on the small dock are too darnzy to help us, were tasked with texting a


    noticeable portion of our little town.


    The reason for this party is to simply cover our tracks for our little meeting. One can never be too


    certain these days.


    Natasha''s green eyes catch me watching the two of them giggling and I smile. Her newly dyed red hair


    is short, she looks great in a funky chic way. Rae is also growing up so fast and I hope when their time


    As I think this my neck pulses with the memory of Vincent''s fingers around my neck, my lips tingle at


    the remembered touch of his lips against my own. Today was hard when I saw him, he was watching


    me with a look I couldn''t decipher.


    I wanted to go to him, I wanted to talk to him but I couldn''t. A part of me is hurt. He kissed me that night


    outside B-Street with so much passion. Awakening all those feelings I was trying so hard to forget, he


    brought it all back including an idea of us.


    I fantasized for days thinking of what I would say when he called, not if. I made sure to look extra good


    in case he stopped by, but nothing.


    No phone call, it was like he kissed me and forgot that I existed. It stung, it still stings, and seeing him


    today looking at me the way he did make me feel cheap like I wasn''t worth any further effort.


    So instead of talking to him earlier today, the moment Michael and Kevin were done talking to me about


    Beggar and her connection to the Famiglia I got the fuck out of there as fast as I could. I heard him call


    my name.


    I didn''t end up getting Luke for Michael and I wasn''t going to. After that night at B-Street, I never went


    back there. I did, true to my word tip the cops and The Air hacker was now facing criminal charges of


    fifteen years.


    I break some feta over the sd, focusing on my task at hand and not my thoughts.


    “How are things with you and my cousin?” I ask Dainy.


    She has recently started dating Reagan Orniel, my first cousin and the one who took over the reins of


    our ivy league school when Jace left.


    He is the school jock and aplete dick at times butst week when I spoke to him I could hear he


    really cares for Dainy and while normally that would be great news. I worry about my cousin getting his


    heart crushed.


    “Great.” Is the one-word reply she gives me.


    “Great? Is that why you are here coddled up in a cabin with your ex and he is somewhere probably


    finding out his mother is dead...”


    I leave that question to hang in the air and the silence will be stifling if it weren''t for the music Jace put


    on while he and Dexter man the grill outside.


    I see Natasha and Rae get up,ing inside, so I don''t say anything else on the matter as we finish up


    with the sds.


    “Kylie,” I hear Sabastian call my name and by the tone, it isn''t good.


    “Well fuck my luck,” I mumble marching out to see what the fuss is about.


    “Reagan is gone, his phone is off.” Natasha says swinging her phone in the air.


    “Shit,” I mutter, “Well what the fuck are we waiting for let’s go find him so I can kick his ass.”


    I walk past them just as Jace and Dextere inside.


    “What''s going on?” Jace looks to all of us standing by the steps of the cabin, “Well?” he says again.


    “Reagan''s missing, let''s go,” I tell them marching to the door.


    “Dexter you and I will head into the city, the rest of you get into teams and split up, if we don''t find him


    soon I''ll call Kevin,” I order.


    It is another ten minutes until Dexter and I are heading into the city.


    The drive is tense as he doesn''t say a word to me which I find odd but also slightly amusing


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    considering our history.


    “Are you still holding that stick up your ass?” I bring the elephant out of the room.


    A few years back Dexter and I had a night of mayhem which ended up in his bed. I left my phone at his


    ce as I was rushing to get to school on time and went back to pick it up.


    The housekeeper let me in and I walked into his room while he was fucking one of the school


    cheerleaders with my phone next to his bed.


    It stung like a bitch and when he followed me I might have knocked him with my car. Well ording to


    the hospital reports I did and the ten million my dad gave him as a get well soon present.


    But that was a long time ago.


    The guy obviously is still holding a grudge.


    “You fuckin'' hit me with your car, Kylie, forget about our dating history, or the fact that it was just fun.”


    He yells angrily, and I am taken aback at the tone.


    Boy does he sound pissed.


    “Can we focus on the task at hand and forget about this conversation, the ten million my dad gave you


    should have erased your memory in the hospital.”